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⚠️Erotic

Erotic shadow dance
In the city street
Grinding slow
Sensual heat
Filled with their own fantasies
They watch behind the smoke
But the fantasies are mine
With each wild stroke




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Curiosity crests
Prying peaks
When the ancient sorceress
Finally speaks
Teaching me well
Her magical ways
Some I find superannuated
But I dare not say
“You think me old fashioned?”
My thoughts have gone too far
She turns with a smile
Now I’m sitting in a jar

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He’s whisky and winks
I’m wine swirled kisses
Our spirits may not mix
But our passion never misses
Intoxicated by lust laced lips
Every brush, such a rush
Riding on a high of desire
My body lush with a blush



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⚠️Erotic

As I mirrored your motions
skin to skin
limbs locked
your fingers caress
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my body pursued
in your salacious seduction
you capture me

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Holy spells and snails, did you think when I asked what is it that you seek I was going to stand here and listen to you rattle off vaudeville clichés and insults? I have no answer for you, just a suggestion…stay warm.



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Moon’s nocturnal tides
Promise of a coming storm
Cosmic harmony



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He as an angel with deadly powers
to keep me awake at all hours
indulging in his fantasy
his wicked desire all I see
so many restful nights I miss
depraved dark lullabies in his kiss




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In the midnight echoes of forgotten time
I fought the lure of sin
To gain knowledge I hungered for
Despite the serpent’s grin
I savored the taste of an apple so ripe
Warnings I did shun
The battle between good & evil
Has only just begun


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Giselle was never able to fall asleep easily. Cat naps on her feet were the norm. The sheets on her bed always smelled freshly laundered. She could never lie prone. The wild bohemian spirit possessing her would always decide bed time was the time to dance

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I wandered too close to the abyss
I intoned a spell of power
I slighted a malevolent spirit
In a whirlwind of smoke and magic
She possessed me body and soul




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