the fine downy skin of my adolescent fascination

her lingering advances I dare not accept

potential bliss upon those quivering lips

temptation delivered by my unsuspecting goddess

she notices my desire and revels in the glory of my elongated glimpses

she senses the intense power she commands with those inquisitive eyes

how I would reveal my hunger for her moist skin

taste her excitement, need, exaltation, fear

see her questioning eyes dancing alive

under the tender scrutiny of my divine fingertips

unveil to her my grown womanly body

feel her lamby limbs round me

her bare delightful youth, a treasure I cannot seek

she will sink me in her treacherous need

I remain a broken woman in lust with a succubus child

she reminds me of a simpler joy I once captured in laughter

this beauty of an innocent frame

lights the tingling furnace within my hidden caverns

anguished that she feels my gravitational pull

towards the satellite of her molecular encasement

paper thin shell of her glorious self

how to describe the sweet electric shock
of her skin so near to mine

the weight of her hair in my hands

fragrant with the intoxicating musk of fresh sleep

she reigns within her embassy of pubescent seduction

enamored with her own culpable supremacy

while I remain a prisoner within my
Nabokovesque obsession
 
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