Indefinable. Me.

still vividly fresh in memory, that lean back
those thighs that smile.
the synchronization to the beat that played,
of when he moved, and she followed accordingly
at such distinct proximity.
he was an intriguing being.
he was gorgeous, he really was. 

admittedly,
she enjoys the exogenous thrill, exhilarates her
although temporary, although someone else.
it’s amusing. it’s addictive.
and she knows it’s entering dangerous waters but
it’s the excitement, it’s impulsive.

questions herself,
wrong?

"oops"

work hard, play hard. that’s my core.
so suck it up and quit wingeing bitchas! 

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