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May 2013
you saw her draped in scarves
so bold,
flapping around her supple figure,
you got glances in-between
of velvet skin,
soft freckles
flitting,
a bird of paradise
is what she is.
exotic
and
free
but you saw her hips
sway
and you thought of closing
your hands
over bone;
of pulling her down
underneath
your groin.
not
a
person at all
she seemed
to you
but
a body
meant to pleasure you.
Cadence Musick
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Cadence Musick
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   Charlotte, Marigold and Emily Tyler
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