The day to day left behind
to follow the excitement in your eyes
teasing me, beckoning me
daring my inhibitions to loosen
Shhh… tell no one
Be a good girl my conscience remarks
the bad girl laughs with a sexy smile
party time, stolen moments of sin
reveling in concealed desires
Shhh… tell no one
Just this once, again
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Hmmm. Quite good, Susi! Love that last line. (Yes!)
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I could feel the “rebelliousness” made me smile.
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“😇”
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“Just this once, again” really echoed the title “Stories Not Shared”. I love the compactness of this writing
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Thank you so much, Tien! I’m glad you appreciate that. 🙂
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