The Nectar of You
I’ve tasted the sweetest of lips—
plump, embedded in rare nectars.
The scent of your skin lingers on me:
a velvety, flawless cashmere of senses,
an aroma envious of exquisite flowers' perfumes.
I’ve tasted the sweetest of lips...
and the scar that was left in my soul.
Note: The background art was AI-assisted and curated solely to enhance the dark, somber mood of my original poem.
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