An ode of reverence to my sensual soul
a poem
Lady of Leisure
silk whispering gliding spaghetti strapsÂ
There’s no need for underwear
She’s a lake
Glistening
Dead calm
She lights a cigarette and the puff it makes as she exhales is like the sweetest face of the most romantic story in history
Candles on tabletops
Water sloshing in bubble baths
Oil on limbs
Juice down my throat
Bathing in chocolate
Sipping champagne
An espresso
The Duomo in Florence
Riding a moped in Rome
The smell of leather on motorcycle jackets
My hair after a sunny day
Diving like a dolphinÂ
I imagine my gills
Braless
Seamless
Temptress
I wink and you arriveÂ
Twining tango limbs
My breath like raspberriesÂ
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