She pressed her nervous
flesh into the comfort
of his arms. She felt
safe there. He could
smell the sweet aroma
of her skin and hair.
His heart turned to
putty by her gaze. The
give and take of love,
those moments that
bind a man and woman
to commitment. The
touch, taste, the feel,
the smell, the narcotic
mix of their chemistry.
A reaction of the senses
to the thread of desire.
“the narcotic mix of their chemistry” is a wonderful phrase.
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I second James. also liked very much “thread of desire”…
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I third James. Sweet and sensual.
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I like the hints of a story behind the poem, but that (like all outsiders to any relationship) we can’t truly know what it is
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