Senses Spent
Driven mad by your scent
in the final moments,
my eyes, my mind
afire with images of love,
I hear a faint echo of my own
in your final gasp, your taste
lingering on my tongue.
Now touching, but not.
The optional prompt for Day 26 of National/Global Poetry Writing Month is “to write a poem that includes images that engage all five senses. Try to be as concrete and exact as possible with the ‘feel’ of what the poem invites the reader to see, smell, touch, taste and hear.”
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Lovely.
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Merci.
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A sensual WHOOSH! Especially like that faint echo bit.
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😀 Thanks!
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I hear a faint echo of my own in your final gasp…love it!
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Thank you!
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Oh my–it’s getting hot in here. 🙂
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Nothing a cold shower won’t take care of. 😉
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LOL!
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Ah…love. (K)
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Yep!
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Yum!
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Thanks for sharing.
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