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A poem that starts out
With my thighs
Dictating each new line
Is bound to captivate you

As much as my actual thighs do

So I'm walking a certain way
There's satisfaction in my inhibition
I'm feeling my fleshy abundance
The movement in my skin, the heat

I’ve learned so much about myself

A swallow, a stammer
Your breath
skips a beat
Yes, I sensed it

Time and space don't confine me

Never forget
Breathe in and then exhale
Ponder me, slowly
Like I ponder you

Come to me
Like I come to you