If I were dark linen

black tight dress on the hanger
poised for perfection
doomed for solitude in darkness
gripping your bones and skin so tight
keeping your secrets of black tie nights
exploring the daily adventure of morn
trying to stay dust free, with porn
want to unzip me? to see how it feels?
i like to stay in this dark, you know i'm real
the crack of the metal
the slip of the silk
pulling uphill battles
legs creamy like milk