Tanka the ninth

Texts from your lover

I turn away but my hand

Still lies on your hip

And melts in it like honey

Unlike bees Iím stuck in it

Poetry by Sameen
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Written on 2017-10-04 at 15:20

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
Such a sweet visual.

Another beauty, temptation is evident, love the bee analogy, if that's the right word.

Ashe The PoetBay support member heart!
It makes me sigh. A hand on the hip is worth a hundred tests!
As always, these are so soft and romantic to make the reader long for their loves.