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Black Widow #FreeVerse #Unapologetic

Watch… An hour glass As she walks Hips swaying Moving, hypnotically As your eyes detach From protruding glory They travel, slowly Down long legs Legs for miles To painted toes Crimson red Stuck, they move Upwards, addressing Once more The expanse of legs Protruding glory This time Onto tan Olive-like skin A soft Slightly roundedContinue reading “Black Widow #FreeVerse #Unapologetic”