Lilacs

I submerge myself in fragrance, bury my nose
in lilacs the way I want a man to bury his nose
in my cunt. Lilacs echo the mauve of my vulva,
the color of a lush lipstick.

Who can I unfurl for, explore our mutual scents with?
Who would caress me tenderly,
from the tips of my toes
to the sides of my long stemmed neck?
Who would nuzzle under my chin,
before finding my lips again?

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