Insinuate, you glide beneath my skin, your need
to be that art of my design – a creature, solely, of my making
To cede you in a thousand colors, myriad of lie
bouquet teeming, garden of my pleasure
But to strip you, bare, defile
in ragged draw of truth black red on white
Incised, my very mystery, willing creature of your wiles
– your treasure, for the taking
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