But still catching me unprepared

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An encore.
Could anything be more delicious than
the sky pale blue smudged grey?
The swirl of him in my mouth,
coffee lips
with an intention to honor with pretty tormentsβ€”
we are closer than physical,
a bumbershoot
forgotten while sauntering in the rain.

 

 

 

Photo credits: Soul Kiss by Loui Jover, Pinterest

Posted for Quadrille #110 @ dVerse Poets Pub

28 Replies to “But still catching me unprepared”

  1. I love the title, Sanaa, and the word bumbershoot instead of umbrella – it makes me think of mushrooms shooting up after a shower. Nothing better than sauntering in the rain.

    1. Thank you so much, De πŸ˜€ so glad you enjoyed it πŸ’„β€οΈ

      (and thank you for the glorious prompt) 🌹

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