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Ribbons and Fairy Lights

I am bewildered in your bed sheets,

wrapped in ribbons,

my rushing thoughts,

hurry out as hurtling breaths,

and I can’t think of anything,

but the softness of your voice.

Your touch softens,

I am alight,

then you are deliciously rough with me,

and I am anxious energy,

wanting you to want me,

watching you with eager eyes,

impulsive and lost to longing.

You let me belong to you,

I am unafraid of your authority,

just the right side of bratty,

but always agreeable,

when the time is right,

when your tone is sublime.

I am glowing long after you’ve gone,

wrapped in my ribbons,

and your fairy lights.

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