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The mint creeped back into my pores, all over my body.
Dripped from your neck onto my tongue.
You were silent for a moment as you looked over my curves.
I could feel the milk of my skin satisfying the desert of your lips.
Your eyes lost in your mind.
Confused fear reflected in your iris.
The flames of your past igniting your pupil.
I closed my eyes, And let them envelop my heart.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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September 16, 2016 at 3:07 PM
That's was really good -- I could see those curves, too. Why untitled? :-)
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August 17, 2016 at 6:56 PM
Season 5 hit, Elle, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :) Drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs **YNR - SKAT**
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August 16, 2016 at 6:36 PM
I'd be very careful who I said this to. They might be hard to get rid of. Another nice read, but a different part of the brain.
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