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smile precious

smile precious remind me of your hair free your green sundress the scent of cinnamon  between your breasts
smile precious tell me like   you did last year we will last an eternity this time  let me see your eyes

smile precious you are only leaving to visit your mama who writes on  scented stationary  about your folly in choosing me

smile precious tickle the little one you are leaving this wretched town tell me its the town
not me
© 2011 Padmavani Karkera
This image was posted by Tess Kincaid on as her picture prompt (Mag 64). I have submitted this poem to for their One Shot Poetry Wednesday.

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