Cleansed


please read the amazing poetry by a talented writer.

The Lonely Author

unnamed (1)Somme-in a little different.

Cleansed

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It was a lucid afternoon
Straight out of my dreams
We laughed and loved
Feasting on Pepsi, popcorn, and poetry

Drawing her a warm bath
I attempted to read Neruda
Yet she had other plans

Reciting pink verses
Red rhymes cascaded from her glossy lips
Like slippery suds of passion
Soaking me with love

Words floated like translucent bubbles
Washing my flaws, fears, and pain
Rinsing my body, purifying my heart
Baptizing my soul

My beloved took a bath
It was me that she cleansed.

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This poem came from a prompt from my mentor Nandita Yata.  Hopefully, she will approve.

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