I have one
But I’m not one
I’m not afraid
Of you
Of me
Of anyone
My needs inform my decisions!
Or is that a delusion…
Just a cruel illusion?
Back into my closet I go…
In more ways than one
I slowly pull the drawer open
And my fingers begin to divide
Lace from satin from cotton
Leaving the remainder
It’s for you that I am going to assume
This…position
I love you and you love me
So….
I am changing out of my costume!
Only you see the real me
Sliding on nets…so we can climb up to the sky!
(Or are they to catch our fall?)
So snug on my fucked thigh
Stopping at my overworked muscles edge
And as I twist and pinch my aching nipples
Desire overwhelms
My hand slides down
And I can feel my tiny, smooth pink pillows
Tap, tap
I tingle, I twitch
Relief is near
My mistakes are countless
I mentally line them up
Knowing you’ll knock each one down
With every ram into my body
I’m here for you to pull apart
And spread out
To make a mess of me
To fuck me…
To put me back together again
I’ll tear asunder,
To eventually mend.
A message of lust,
Sealed and sent.
Get outta that closet!
Lay yourself bare.
Open you legs,
Let me stare.
With want,
With lust,
In pleasure,
We trust.
So let me fix,
As we must.
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God I want you stare….right about…now……………💜🚀
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You’ll have it!
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Yay!😍😘❤️🌈🐖
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😙😙😙
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