Touch Me
Strutting on the stage,
heels that could kill a snake,
snug fabric up to there,
let me tease you till you break.
Swaying hips,
a pole that fits between so well,
lights and sounds flash and pulse,
kiss me, touch me, I won't tell.
Sliding hands on silk,
removing still more that separates,
sweat and soap as lovers,
I am yours tonight.
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