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Silk dress

She wore the little silk dress,
Up amidst  her thing was the beginning its lace,
She swung it around my face,
Torturing my feeling of wanting to caress.

I thought it would be nice n slow,
As I watch her dance in the light,
making the dress glow.
hypnotized by the rocking, I let myself go.

I touched but long before I even tasted,
My heart had flowed from me into her breast,
And then he went high and south;
And left my carcass roasting into the fire she’d lit.

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