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I laugh, red lace clinging in sunlit bakery, heat under my skin

Ivory lace undone, a sunlit release

Dusk in the studio, a warmth building. This twilight hour, it sets me free.

First light, mesh on skin

Bookstore floor, open book, just me and this quiet moment

Surrounded by thoughts, the cool satin against my skin

My apartment, the night air, and this sheer mesh on my skin.

Morning light, a soft touch on my skin...

Night's veil, the quiet touch on my skin

First light, soft shadows on bare skin

Midnight studio, my secret moment…

Dusk in the studio, the mesh a second skin

Velvet, a deep, deep red