This was fun to write😊~Cinderelly
The first times it was neutral.
A greeting, a promise.
Hi, was the norm.
But I couldn't miss how her deep onyx pupil dilated , she stared at me straight.
It was sickly pleasurable to be under her gaze.
Her movement with calculated grace.
I couldn't conclude weather all my thoughts founded on lust, jealousy, or just simple curiosity.
Her words so blunt, like the jewelry hanging on her neck.
I wanted to feel every inch and speck.
No,
I-I
couldn't it stood against all my moral values.
She came at me a predator,
" I'm your body type."
"Don't be scared."
I was the prey, and she wasn't playing fair.
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PoetryCover art by @fairrosamund (Instagram) ~Extraordinary poems that tell stories from an ordinary latina Girl.• Some are short and sweet, some are long and strong, you will love each💞.•~ I dare you to get to the end and tell me you didn't like this b...