It closes Its eyes while
slowly swaying its neck to
and back again
gyrating in feigned ecstasy
breathing in large gasps
exhaling in long low grunts
and
forever arching feet and back
auspicious attempts at sexiness...
but it was Its lull and secrecy
that beguiled them all
but their lust for Its regard
was their mutual downfall...
Reason for writing:
hmmm...it makes sense to me...but im thinking that understanding ends with me also...
Birth sign: Virgo
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