prowlingA Poem by freelancejouster
creature of the night, dripping in liquid black and fishnets, a painted on face with darkened, hardened eyes.
batting lashes, a clever, crafty compliment or two, enticing.
lures you closer, subtle hints, drawing you in.
up close, so young! a child! a daughter! just a baby!
with hips that move like that.
how old are you?
a coquette smile, "old enough."
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StatsAuthorfreelancejousterWIAbouti'm a muppet with his secrets revealed. i'm a lost teenager. i'm a rugged adventurer. I'm a bumbling novice. i'm an awkward intellectual. i'm a tear-stained lover. i'm a starving artist. i'm an.. more..Writing
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