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Siren

06 Jan

siren

“A dress makes no sense unless it inspires men to take it off of you”. — Françoise Sagan

She is a siren
That woman
The way she moves
Strutting like a peacock

She is trouble
The way she smiles
Enchantingly
With a glint in her eye

Her hips sway
Invitingly
Her touch
Slowly having me come undone

Slivers of pleasure
Setting my skin on fire

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Posted by on January 6, 2015 in Poetry, Uncategorized

 

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  1. hocuspocus13

    February 7, 2015 at 1:16 pm

    Reblogged this on hocuspocus13 and commented:
    jinxx ♠ xoxo

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