She sits with her feet folded under her Daintily to one side as she reads. A cup of coffee obediently waits on the ground before her, Her lips, stained on its rim. One hand cradles her book The other playfully Twirls a lock of silken, wavy brown hair. The corners of each page Teasingly flutter in the warm summer breeze. Those lips again, Now moving sensually to every word As her mind
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