She walks through my dreams and escapes into the world
through my pen. She exists nowhere and
still I see her in the most unexpected places.
Her milky white skin and thick crimson hair taunt my imagination
quickening my heart. I long for the day
she surprises me with offerings of lust and then I cringe at the fact that it
will never be possible. She is my muse
and my seduction; a woman who teases my quiet moments. Forever separate and apart she dances with
me. I am just glad I get to say what she
does next.
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