Sunday A.M. | Poems that Suck

 Woke up to find that
  my cheek 
    fits perfectly in
     the gentle curve
      of your neck
     where you smell 
    of Mambo
   and
  hot stones.

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Sidharth says:

November 4, 2020 at 2:14 pm

Astounding exhibition of imagery! Thank you for sharing such an incredible post. According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them. 🙂

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1. Leia says:
  
  November 4, 2020 at 2:17 pm
  
  I’m so happy you liked this poem! That means the world to me. I’ll check out your writing right now! ❤
  
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  1. Sidharth says:
    
    November 4, 2020 at 2:20 pm
    
    Thank you for respecting my request Leia. It was a delight to go through your words! I hope my words are capable of captivating you the way your words left me enchanted ❤
    
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