Caricamento in corso...

Lifted

If I let her up will she behave?
A vicious bite
Entranced by the dance
As she moves in play.
Head held high
Arms out wide
She sways.
Some see a light
Relaxed by the cast
As her hips move and hold the gaze.
 
Eyes like a tunnel
Go within or go under
As she (peaks)
To the depths of your Soul.
Vice like a scythe.
Move too quick
And loosen your grip.
As she soothes you and tightens her hold.
Legs going weak
In the timid and meek.
Friared feet
More spice– more heat.
Pushing you towards your goals.
 
~Talitha~

11.2023.09

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