My Mirror,
How did you glide into my secret suite?
Had me cleansing my soul, ohhh the heat so sweet.
Mild summer nights draped in crimson and blue,
A hazy room whispers of passion anew.
I see you watching me, watching you, watching me,
A dance of emotions, wild and free.
Let’s savor the moment, slow it down,
You’re the main attraction; wear your crown.
It’s forbidden, exquisite, a thrilling pursuit,
Now I see you watching me, watching you—
Taboo: The Forbidden Fruit.
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