straight through me

looking at myself

through his eyes

my eyes are dancing

shimmering lakes of light

tresses of curls cascade

down my bare shoulders

into the cleft of my cleavage

curves abound and astound him

he adores everything that is me

my scent, my shape, my soul

only he can look straight through meLisaToon

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