Poem -

Petite Mort #2

She would invariably
smile
to herself
whenever recalling
those
exquisite
little
deaths of hers
she so often enjoyed
when they
were an item ..
And then, sometime
later
they would
inevitably
laugh till they cried
at the
meaning behind
the French
la petite mort ..
Since he
was inclined to call
them her sigh naps
and then
she near died again
safe in his arms ..

 

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Being Me

What brilliant memories expressed here. The love can be felt in this little gem of a poem x

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Neville

that feels so bloomin good .. thank you so very much Tina x

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Marion

The small death or little death?...I forget...and as I can't be arsed to Google I'm going to go with my first two choices 🙃 love the way you.have fashioned such a meaningful write around this lovely phrase Nev. X

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Neville

Thank you M & hugely .. x

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