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the accidental vixen
you thigh high clad vixen
who kneels for most
and keeps a tiny thread
wrapped around her finger
tethered to the ache of meek eyes
you sly succubus
offering whiplash to onlookers
shoving well postured men into
coriolis swirls
tending to hands that are dying to wander
all over your tethered and exposed body
taking pleasures often denied
ravishing you from follicle to organ
till there is nothing left but exhaustion
you a sweaty puddle
i, red faced in a mirror
proving how your tantalizing being
can turns betas to beasts
oh how i'd write
without pen or mind
i'd paint and mold and mangle words
into monkey bars of dreams
i'd erect statues and fences from sentences and boulders
to keep your eyes from straying
and whether dressed in chains or heels or both
one shall be served poetic delights
who kneels for most
and keeps a tiny thread
wrapped around her finger
tethered to the ache of meek eyes
you sly succubus
offering whiplash to onlookers
shoving well postured men into
coriolis swirls
tending to hands that are dying to wander
all over your tethered and exposed body
taking pleasures often denied
ravishing you from follicle to organ
till there is nothing left but exhaustion
you a sweaty puddle
i, red faced in a mirror
proving how your tantalizing being
can turns betas to beasts
oh how i'd write
without pen or mind
i'd paint and mold and mangle words
into monkey bars of dreams
i'd erect statues and fences from sentences and boulders
to keep your eyes from straying
and whether dressed in chains or heels or both
one shall be served poetic delights
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