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In the summer
time of pleasure
visiting my garden
would you please
order your tongue
to behave properly
call me Miss Violet
though your eyes
are not following
but misbehaving
looking for the
flower beneath
my innocent leafage
welcomes every single
perverted mind around here
wondering what the wind does
under the semitranslucent material
where fantasies manifest themselves
summoned by the all of a sudden vision
inviting aforesaid tongue to come and stay
quickly silenced by thighs tightly shut around
the naughty thoughts rushing inside your head
just because this inculpable button popped open
it’s not like the rest follow on their own, you know!
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CeVin_ChienEllealmost 2 years agoTsk. I find the button suspicious, though the wearer of dress is undoubtedly beyond reproach.
29wordsforsnowalmost 2 years agoAuthorThank you all for your comments, it's a pleasure to read them.
LittleTeaCupalmost 2 years agoAbsolutely love this. excellently put together verse, and the format, just cherries on top. :)
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