Lavender's Dungeon

“This is heaven”

He says to me

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Toes curled

Somewhere in between locked eyes and nape

I see my entire world

Green earth below my feet, closed drapes

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Friday nights never felt so free

Years ago, I might be blacked out

At some stupid house party

Now I find myself practicing

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Practicing a perfect posture

So when you pull my curls from behind

I am as poised as a professional picture

Your personal model

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Tattoos up and down my body

In places only for you

Everything I do nowadays

Is catered to your taste

style

desires

—

Love,

Lavender Dustan

12/20/22

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