You’ve sent me pictures of yourself,
various stages of undress,
but only, only the one,
where those panties seem to stretch down,
down,
down,
and all I can focus on is this little patch of skin,
where everything is light,
and the lights are low,
and the quality is pixely,
but there,
there is fascination,
and salivation,
and just…
a place I would like to put my mouth.
Though, I wouldn’t,
because I know you don’t like that as much as me.
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