she smells of cinnamon
rose petals
and me
because
we'd made love
until dawn
rose petals
and me
because
we'd made love
until dawn
A contest entry
- 14 words by lee-sharp.
14000 points, ended November 24, 2007, 66 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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cute little poem


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nice
This was simple and beautiful!
good job

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beautiful
This is amazing, it has been awhile since I have been on here, but I see you have not missed a beat!!! Your writing still amazes me.

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hehehe lovely poem, I wish I could capture that cinnamon scent myself what a beautiful word picture.


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Beautiful
Your words are simple but say alot. -
You left at 4 am...
and nothing could touch us.
You had oil paint on your shirt
~ burnt sienna, you whispered
as the sheets around us
became no more
than early morning mist...
(Reason # 97 )
Poetry is not always words. This is as beautiful
a piece of life as I have ever seen.
LM
~ crisstiena ♥
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sounds very romantic! I like the focus on smell, a sense often overlooked in poetry.
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lucky you...
...ah , yes! a wonderful piece of sensuality in a succinct verse. Very vivid and full of emotion. Well done.

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oooh
sexy and simply-stated! Beautiful write, Jim! -
A Wow inded!
wow! just 14 lines and you have managed to paint a picture so perfect -the way your poem plays on the senses is so appealing-I liked the poem in it's totality,'she smells of cinnamon rose petals and me
because we'd made love until dawn'


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