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his rakish sway

His rakish sway
He looks at me
With wanton eyes
Takes me by the hand gentle
Possessed but not possessive
He pulls me into him

Lips drip with lustful smirk
Delicious obscenities whispered
Hot breathy words
Spoken like spells
Enchantments sighed

His raffish sorcery
Enraptured by his hips
Enveloped by his arms holding

I sway to the beat of our hearts
To the tempo of his witchcraft
Lost in the spellbinding rhapsody of his words
His debonair looks carnal craving
His voodoo movements hungry
And I am mesmerized by my rakehell man


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