flirtation (Remove filter)
Invitation to Dance
`
Straddle me with lip-gloss pout,
ensnare your prey with lip-sheen smile:
lift firm pecs to eye-shadow wink,
eye-liner proposition this studied guile;
and I have naught to live for now
than be with you for just a while.
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Sunday 15th January 2012 1:07 pm
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