Arouse in Five Words, part 4

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I can see you squirming

Begging not to be seen

But hoping that someone will.


I didn't know you'd glow.

Your incisers are like sunrises,

every smile is blindingly beautiful.


and all I want is

the awkward and playful peel

of levis from your legs.


Put your foot against me

and let your hips spread.

Send me your mixed signals.
 
Whiskey burns down my edges

and you exist in neon,

melting somewhere in the periphery.


You are the glowing martyr,

providing color on the outskirts,

and fading into my boarders.


White thighs, lips like oxies;

your gasps float like ferrous,

sinking somewhere deep inside me.


The melting moments are wet.

I only want to touch.

But you slip between me.
 
I swear I breathe honey

when she lays her blonde

over my quaking, stiff-jawed face.
 
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