Rocking Horse
Unlike the long girls he carves out of wax, you are composed of small bones he must pose, stretch, painstakingly adjust. Inside his grasp your synapses relax and you suppose this is what some people call trust. Perhaps because his fingers only skim across skin then return to the zoom ring, shutter snaps, whispered dictates to be lithe as his whims u…
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