She pours the nicotine
on the head
A bed of spirals
strawberries between your toes.
My heart bursts with love
It you could only smoke that tail-pipe.
Exhale a statue of smoke
her breasts are large Filled with unrepentant milk
shut my face between a mask of bronze.
A clay to make her quiver she recovers from the candle-light.
Bottle fly waits for me to
lie down again
The open field
I hear the
The sound of filth accumulating
The name of my love
She swirls in copper rounds
sounds of carousel
My chest opens like teeth
red trickles on my mouth
“This sugar left
And you stand naked and tall
Star-light trying to reunite with you.
A. R. Minhas (c) 2019
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Wow! That’s some writing. Really good.
Thank you! 😊
Thank you, I really appreciate it! 🙂