Black Silk Dress
Her black silk dress
Fitted her like a sheath
The taut lines showed
Her nakedness beneath
Save for black-stockings
Gartered at the thigh
Stimulating to the loins
And pleasing to the eye
She turned every head
With her glamorous allure
Filled each one with thoughts
None of which were pure
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