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Pulling my Strings
Pulling my strings
Nakedness restrained
In the strings
You dressed me in
Chafing my skin
Pulling my strings
Fingers and toes
Thousands of different coloured strings
This cocoon
Blind and in the dark
As your touch
Lights my spark
As you undress me
Layer by layer
The coloured strings disappear
Nakedness is free
String by string
Writing our own poetry
Skin on skin
No strings
Writing to the rhythm of your strings
Lustful words released
As we write many lines
The strings all gradually unwind
Lost in strings
You dress my skin
In your binding strings
Forever bound
As our naked poetry makes beautiful sounds
Our lust bound by the colourful strings
Wrapped around our nakedness
Thousands of times
With each poetic line
Pulling each other’s strings
Revelling in our nakedness
Our poetry of lust
Pulling my strings
Writing words of poetry
As you release your strings from me
I’m covered in our poetry
Pulling strings
Your Naked Poet
Toria
7/2/2023
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