The Serpent

By Mac Guerreiro Eye can feel her,Poking her head out of the hide,She’s been trapped inside,And for a long time,Her serpentine vibe,Eye feel her when eye dance,Or when eye walk on occasion,Hips swaying in a sensual motion,Eye feel the eyes she attracts without even trying,They make parts of me uncomfortable,Like the eyes are prying,At what …

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