Bedroom eyes

Your picture gives me instant bedroom eyes, like Marilyn,

In real life, I can barely move in your presence,

You turn me into something, without an ounce of stiffness and restraint,

I feel so soft and pliable, undress me slow, look up at me with those big blues.

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