i'm only here for your entertainment.
from the time i get up to the time i got to sleep.
the makeup i put on my face, to the tights i pull on my legs.
the straighter i pull through my hair and the top i navigate into.
the shoes i throw on to the coat that keeps me toasty.
i taunt and tease you with something i know you can't get, make you feel like your in the winners circle and then end up last. you feel like it's an easy task from the way that i act, the way you ask me what i lack. the way you comment on my sass, the confidence in my walk. the curves my body holds, and your want for your hands to hold these curves to yourself for one night.
you talk to me on the phone, asking me what i would do to you. letting your mind wonder and imagine what i say is happening. the joy is brings you is short term bliss, until the actual this happens, toe-curling bliss of sorts. i do want you want because it puts a smile on your face. i give my all, until i am drained from it all.
i can only be here for your entertainment.
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