
What am I wearing? A robe.
It's a fine woolen robe,
ivory in color,
with beautiful embroidery
at the hem and at the cuffs;
silver threads,
which reflect like ivory.
What else?
It is belted,
tied in a pretty bow at my waist.
It drapes open over my thighs
as I sit here.
The thighs?
Are together.
Lit by the blue of the screen,
and shaded, the rest in hiding.
What does shine is heart shaped.
What does shine is an arrow.
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