Dusk Silky Lure
Written: November 02. 2025, for Line Gautier contest
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She glided as dusk sprouted in a silky embrace,
Behind her, she left a trail of intricate details.
The room leaned into her breath,
Each word was a lewd lure, a soft flame.
We stood wrapped in the warmth of her light,
By morning, we found ourselves giddy.
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