_____by Lisa Mamou

I left my shoes outside your door
You reasoned I was being
mindful of the mud and rain
And when I cradled my lips around
your neck, your nipples, your clit
but did not touch your lips
You remembered the little cough I
had earlier in the day
When I placed the glove on to
sex you, you thought I was keeping
you safe
You did not know I did not
want to leave a trace of my existence
That if I could I would have
covered you with latex
And fucked you only from behind
A phantom fuck was all I
had to offer
I did not want to feel the heat
and moisture of your cum
I did not want to smell the pain and
the pleasure of your passion
I did not want to taste the depths
of your soul
I only wanted a phantom fuck
But you did not know...

When you awoke, I was not there
You felt a chill and covered
yourself with the blanket we'd so
hastily thrown to the floor
You touched yourself to see if you'd
been dreaming
You could still feel the tender hardness of your nipples
and the wetness between your legs
You could smell the light scent of my shampoo on the
pillow beside you
You took it and placed it between your thighs
You found yourself crying and shivering uncontrollably
As if a ghost had walked across your bed...

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