Distant Lover

I don’t care to live on someone else’s terms. I’m not a fan of moving slow to turn them on. Getting off is my concern.

Grizzly with love. From a distance I look cuddly. Get too close and it’s a nasty ending. It’s what you wanted.

You know the danger. Strange how it attracts. The pain you desire to explain. I move according to my business, you like to interrupt, creating the possibility to get tore up.

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