man

Legs.

The moment your nostrils expand.

Your head lowers.

Your eyes focus.

What happens then?

You put on a devil’s smile.

And take of her dress.

Its short and flowery.

What i intend to do to it,

doesn’t rhyme here properly.

She doesn’t know it.

Oh but she feels it.

Her face could be better.

Her front i could only imagine.

But her legs…

Her legs put the world on mute.

And play their own music.

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