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Jul 2017
In the city lights
I see people
glancing by
looking at me,
Feeling uncomfortable
glances surrounding me

I begin to  question
everything in the end.

Brown eyes,
black hair,
porcelain skin,
cherry  lips,
soft and sweet.

Is this what you see when you look at me?
Curvy hips,
*******,
pliable,
long languish legs,
To you it's just an eyeful,
skin deep.

I am
strong.
I am
true to my soul's desires.
My soul sings a song of the Siren's
in the deepest seas.
My eyes may bat their lashes
but behind you see
I am reading you
as you are trying to read me.
Black hair like a raven's wing
to protect my energy.

Porcelain skin
burns to the touch
like a fever
scorching your lust.

lascivious cherry stained lips,
like your favourite candy
Gentle and soft to  touch.

Curvy hips to dance better with
large *******
like a dragon's wings,
there for the eye to see.
Please don't touch me.

Long languish legs
Easy to wrap around you
Making me stand proud and tall.
Now that's skin deep

My soul singing it's song
to you.
Look deeper
Penetrate my mind
Make me shiver
in the answers
deeper then life itself
Tentacles gripping
gently nipping.
Prodding me to use my wisdom.
Ancient blood running through me
in this moment in time.
Making my heart skip a beat as I walk away from you,
For all you see is skin deep.
Hazel Redwood
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Hazel Redwood  33/F/United States
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