a golden shower shot
from unpainted roots;
her lips parted supernovae
with sexual simplicity,
her bareness, a da Vinci;
every pore a prismatic sun.
clapping eyelids killed the deal.
Author notes
wink, wink 
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A contest entry
- Morning Quickie VIII by crivanea.
400 points, ended November 3, 8 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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I thought you had some cool imagery here...something you have improved on, so I've noticed.
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wow...now that's an direction that I didn't expect
but very nice metaphor here 
I especially love the 3rd stanza...and clapping eyelids? lol!! now that's an interesting adjective (?) well done 
very creative
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Quite the sensual thirty words....Your choices of words make a powerful impact! All the best in the contest, Z.
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never knew you could be so.....
sexual?
this was a good write.
a lot of the eyes and mind.
-wink-
lol.
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hahaha, thank you
and you never know what will come, with me
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