Counting down to petit mort inside an hour glass

Art & Erotic Art, Erotic Poetry, Weird Poetry

*** Contains erotic imagery. Perhaps skip this if that offends. This harkens to the Lustful Empress of yesteryear…. ***

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From head

To hip

To teeny tiny toe

Time twists and slithers

Down the sides and surfaces

Of privately possessed

Minutes and seconds

And sweetly salacious hours

As fingers dance

And body sings

Pleasure rippling

Deconstructing the bones

Of an arching frame

In a moment of death

Steeped in moonheld moans

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👽❤

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*** Spring makes me slightly more MORE… sometimes. ***

*** And it is reuniting me with my love of lingerie. All women (and men… and whoever else… yolo) should get some… and wear it every day… under your regular clothes… hehe…. ❤🌷 ***

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