MessyMissy’s Place

moving slowly, silk hair flowing over skin

luxurious feelings

power, control, fulfillment

how they play in the mind

revealing wants, desires

rolling your tongue to speak

can i hear myself from this lofty perch

i fear myself lost at times

i find myself others

where does it all come from

will it stop

So strange this short fleeting life

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