MY LADY
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Last published Fri, Jul 31, 2020
our gazes clash like blades
ricocheting off of each other
glancing off of each other
each time i catch your eye and yours are trained on me
i feel a jolt like fire shiver and flicker over my skin
my lady, my love, oh, were i to bite the sweet spot where your neck meets the line of your shoulder
to be with you is my greatest daydream and my most vicious fantasy
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