I’m a raw canvas, yearning for your touch
Naked in my vulnerabilities but strong
In the openness in which I invite you
Your fantasies weave through my weft
Soaking me in the paints of your desire
Streaks of passion coloring my skin
You sketch your need upon my textures
Arousing and inflaming your imagination
Creating a masterpiece of lust, lovingly
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not only brilliant, but you taught me new word. Weft. i so love learning new words. ignore it when i use it later.
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I love new words, as well as wordplay. I like trying to manipulate words to fit into my way of writing. And I will NOT ignore your writing.
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Since you gave me new word, you mind if I try and use it in a sort of companion to yours? Seems fitting to pay homage in duality.
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Mind? Of course not. I’d be honored.
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I don’t have your same skillset so don’t judge too harshly.
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I don’t judge, only appreciate.
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I tried. Hope you enjoy it.
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It was perfect!
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One word comes to mind… “Damn!” … and I mean that in the most beautiful way possible too. Loved this…masterpiece.
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You really know how to make a girl blush. Thank you, AC.
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