A pencil skirt that hurt my eyes in all the right ways
When she etched her very name inside my mind
Blindingly beautiful, astute like the Eiffel Tower
Pretty like the daisies which splay fair evenly
A field full of all my dreams, at one with Mother Nature
No stranger to deep devotion, crystallised eyes like the pouring Atlantic Ocean
Legs which strip away all of the hurt, purr like a cat in your every direction
No need for momentary discretion
A waist which squirms and worms its way into your everything – venom against your besieged lips
Utterly willing against their utter will
She’s all kinds of pills, standing still like your tallest glass of water about to be necked
Her very own lips poised ’til you swallow her every last dreg

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