Collar up, white blouse, rimmed glasses on nose
Beg your mind to ignore the deep blue stare
Skirt up, blouse open, tattoo of a rose
Stilletto heeled confidence standing there
Soft fingers turn pages, sighs escape lips
Intelligent angel in the sunlight
Red nails tapping impatiently on hips
Decadent devil arrives by midnight
Blonde silk brushes shoulders, warmth you can feel
Vanilla scents waft through each memory
Highlights through brown embers captures appeal
Candles glow amber colored fantasies
Curious glance meets on-call-for-sex eyes
My question to you is, which one am I?
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