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Ten

Hot wax drips, honeysuckle lips
lavender scent, mind held waft
slow dancing
with a body so so soft

sexy sweet in blood red stelletos
picture perfect mirrored off the wall
but it's more that seduces my mind
than the way your enter my eye

a sapiosexual solicitation of surrender
surrounding my constant inner thought

trusting of wit
caressing each and every bit
and byte/bite
of my attention
a love drunk intervention of must
I lust
your spoken word
and your lighted soul
burning brightly inside

my yearning heart rises
to your harp~like voice
and leaps like a Wolf
at the whisper of your name
etched on the body of life