Anytime I say a word,
I finger-tip the net of your nerve.
Draw a physical on your haze.
Like now.
I want to draw
Pink jasmine
On the canvas of your head.
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Jasmin such a beautiful scent evoking a tone for this write. Most lovely
Thank you.
My pleasure
Your poem explores the intimate connection between language and perception, highlighting how words can evoke strong emotions and vivid imagery in someone's mind. It suggests a desire for deeper communication and understanding through the act of creating art with words.
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