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Sep 2016
beautiful visions of me
align before your eyes
and you stop
for a second
or was it a minute,
or an hour?
doesn't matter, you just
stood still.
you were looking at me
like i'm stripped off my clothes.
i'm wondering
what you're thinking about.
are you thinking about ******* me ******* your bed
or
dressing me up instead?

i don't know
but i think
you'd like to **** me
in a dress.
Demi
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