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When We Got To Our Friend's Art Studio
When
we got
to our friend's
art studio
and saw him painting
a portrait of this one
latest muse, she looked at me
with a smile like she had wanted
me to get naked and pose with her
in front of everyone right in that room.
we got
to our friend's
art studio
and saw him painting
a portrait of this one
latest muse, she looked at me
with a smile like she had wanted
me to get naked and pose with her
in front of everyone right in that room.
Published 6th Dec 2023
Author's Note
This one etheree poem is from the point of view of one person who had a sudden unusual encounter with a model inside a friend's art studio.
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