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Oct 2016
Twinkling like a never-ending day star,
You shower me with sparkles everywhere.
I am drenched by them like a naked flower,
dressed by raindrops.

Your sparkles are way too light-ful to handle,
That I go into a state of trance.
I look out for you for help,
Because you are the only one who could undress me,
by your slender-smooth fingers.

I refuse to be undressed.
I love this state you have left me to be.
I love to be devoured by you, my Angel...
Annie Cynthia
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Annie Cynthia  24/F/India
(24/F/India)   
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