he has awaken feelings deep inside
that I thought were long dead
whether it's love or lust
I really do not care
for he tastes like spring rain
and smells like summer sun
making my body hum to
the beat of his drumming heart
- Written as a quadrille poem, which is a poem with exactly 44 words. Written in response to a prompt at dversepoets.com, which challenged writers to use the word "spring" somewhere in his/her Quadrille poem.
Originally posted at https://poemsbyarcadiamaria.blogspot.com on 3/13/17.
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