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Insecured Smoke

Your sun-tanned skin,
On which I am high,
Those curls and smoke-stained lips—
Have drugged me long;
Wet afternoons and your hazel eyes—
Immersed me into the foggy fountain!
Our body fluids are well acquainted,
Yet our minds are lost in an intoxicating fume!


Submitted to: Some Kind of Sensual Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Nette Onclaud 
Written and submitted on: 04/06/2020
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Krutsinger Avatar
July 16, 2020 at 5:31 AM
Sensual and exciting.
Makama Avatar
June 8, 2020 at 9:24 PM
Most profound expressions of your deep thoughts. A great, great piece!
Mukherjee Avatar
June 11, 2020 at 6:33 AM
Thank you so much. Love Jhinuk
Watt Avatar
June 4, 2020 at 11:07 AM
Intoxicating and sensual, this should do well in the contest, Jhinuk. ~ John
Mukherjee Avatar
June 4, 2020 at 12:28 PM
Thank you so much. Love Jhinuk.
Mcconnell Avatar
June 4, 2020 at 10:26 AM
A nice piece Jhinuk, good imagery and fine expression but maybe better to extend the piece further. Keep spilling the ink, Trust you are well, Blessings, Gordon
Mukherjee Avatar
June 4, 2020 at 12:33 PM
Oh thank you so much. Yes more could be written however there was word limit so had to end. But I could develop a fuller version, thanks for your precious advice.
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