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She Beckons

Spiked lips and smooth leather
we know not to strike a feather
yet some love to lust
and flail all the same
To bring heel to lip
and Lips to heel
On knees and on foot
We slowly stroke our plan this moon
To dress with nets and fish our woman
and whisk them away, for a nights encounter
To slowly move, softest silk
on leather wings
So does she strike and flail
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