The Lost One

She hides in the night
Peeling her fish nets off
thigh high; sexy!!
the perfume she sprays, succulant,tempting
as she apply's a shade she's never worn...
'' you scarlet you....''
a tingly sensation warms her inner thighs
forming a pleasurable smile on her face
(deep stares into the mirror)....
TO RECOGNIZE, IS TO UNDERSTAND!
she doesn't understand; she doesn't want to...
why does her skin vibrate?
from flashes of unknown seduction
heart thumps with images of desire
CURIOSITY KILLS THE CAT!
...kitty so curious,
it climbed out the tree willingly
eyes on the prize,
mind ready to learn,
face fitting the scene....
here she comes world
ready to find herself tonight...
offically found, never lost .