crush

crush

A Poem by Nearly Blonded

An uncomfortable clashing of slick palms 

I, the smitten masochist, find joy in the contact 

Beating flesh quickens its tempo  

Travestying the tune that teems between your temples

© 2019 Nearly Blonded


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eeeeeeeeeyow ... remind me not to shake hands with you Nearly :))))))))) not the run of the mill theme .. title is perfect .. the simplicity of line belies the powerful impact of your poem .. the "..slick palms" .. and "Travestying the tune..." ... wow .. its a glimpse into a world where i don't go ... well done
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Posted 3 Years Ago



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Added on September 8, 2019
Last Updated on September 8, 2019
Tags: romance, love, crush, poetry, alliteration, prose

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Nearly Blonded
Nearly Blonded

Philadelphia, PA



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16 y/o Frank Ocean loving, book-bag shoving, racially ambiguous gal attempts to better herself and her writing, attempting to do so by getting feedback on her art: a concept. more..

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A Poem by Nearly Blonded