Posted in Life, Poetry, Prose

Daring

Daring her
to show herself
what I imagined
her to be
fading away
with the reality
of the moment,

She teased
and coaxed me towards
letting me taste
the flavor of her lipstick
before pushing me back
again

Being satisfied
but rather frustrated
with her naked ankles
tempting me onward
but stopping short of
what my imagination
tended to continue with

Daring, she was
almost too daring

for me

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