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May 2013
I'll make you forget about your apathy
sparkly temptress
I keep my magic wand in my secret drawer.

Are you burning for me yet?

Can you feel the ache spreading in your belly
moving down your thighs
reaching the tips of your lips mouthing silent profanities

Oh baby, you can't hide
I see you

I still feel your skin humming with desire beneath my fingertips.
Deana Luna
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Deana Luna  Seattle, WA
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