.
What is the secret of your
allure?
Of that you’re egregiously
sure.
It’s not any stranger
than subtly becoming a symbol
of danger:
.
intimately knowing how to
trespass
without losing what some call
your class
but what you know is how you
secure
the preeminence of your allure:
.
to play a role with extreme delight
that assuages, then tends to ignite
the supreme thing that fuels
your game:
your eruptive voluptuous shame.
.
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