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In darkness she reveals her hidden desires
Dark beauty in repose,
Lying open on the bed,
Keeping secrets, spinning tales
What is it you wish for?
Your face reveals mystery
But the depth of your feelings
Lurks just beneath the surface -
Perhaps you long for touch?
Perhaps you long for me?
You crave the eager warmth
Pressed tightly to your skin;
Wrapping your legs around his back
You pull him close, absorbing him,
High heels lashing at the air
And you are satisfied,
Basking in afterglow and happiness.
And what of your fingertips?
Driven by tactile memory,
Do they seek the contours of a mate?
Locking hands, smoothing hair,
Kneading tender muscles,
Holding tight, embracing a shadow.
What propels you, dark beauty?
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