Deflower

Sometimes
he is like the gentle breeze
caressing me soft
opening me up tenderly

Other times
he is like the hurricane
blowing all my petals
in one gasping go

I’m a beautiful blushing
flower nonetheless
in whatever way he chooses
to deflower me

©NYM

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    1. Provocative woman, I can hear the paparazzi screaming. Lol

      But I’ll let your bravo can take care of their nosiness.

      Thank you, my dear. Your demented mind is a well of brilliant thoughts.

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      1. And let me talk seriously for a moment. I usually don’t like my own writing. But I really liked my little post today.
        The response has been FRIGID. Ice age on my page. Between posting your photo the other day. Giving you praise. Then the follow up on Saturday with my wife’s pic. My strong following has disappeared.
        I so admire you and your followers. Bravo to each and every one of you.

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