The opening of sky, my place of
concentration, sweat runs along the inner of my thigh. Asking nothing of me,
sneakers competently lead me. Skin flawless, as each step of my sneaker
brings me closer to my rawness. My body submissive under the adhesive of early morning sweat, as breasts and
shoulders stand at attention.
My body's moment of
ultimate cohesion, as emphatic sweat begins to drain, trailing down the
curvature of my tailbone, in a dance of tormented sexual persuasion.
Forbearance of my sneaker taps at
the illusion.........subdued....
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