The gleam of my pretty shackles
catch waves of hidden heat.
Unbind me so I may capture
dangerous, yet alluring complications.
Break the delicate chains,
hindering me from
positive flows;
Drive me down new motorways
respond to these gentle curves
Built soundly for easy handling,
labeled temptation in
ecstatic definition;
the latest model
In no way a shortcut.
Feminine in austerity,
sensuous by design,
lucious on your lips
drip on me the
overwhelming essence
special signature recipe;
My homespun honey.
I am made and infused with the
illustrous practical magic;
the scent of tantalizing woman.
Come taste me.
Holly Ann Stevens. September 30, 2008













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