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What am I?

A saint, a woman, a sinner?  
I am God's perfect creation.  
Why have I been created this way?  
I don't know but  
I am longing for your touch.  
My veins are scorching with fire  
accelerating and erogenous  
It's my flower,  
provoking me,  
enticing me to steal your breath.  
In silence, it's my mind  
I choose to dance, to love,  
to sing to the world  
to kiss your ear.  
My hot soft body is sliding into your skin  
mending with yours  
lunge into my lair.  
Promise I won't bite.  
Oh, maybe just a tiny nibble of your sight.  

What am I? by Cinthia Carolina  
Book: Martinis, Sex & Poetry - Stir The Fire Within
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Written by Cincarolina_76 (Cinthia-Carolina)
Published | Edited 23rd Apr 2023
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Copyright © 2023 by Cinthia Carolina, LLC
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