origami

draculazy

I am a folded napkin
On your table -
Folded, bent
In half for you
As I look my best
When creased 
In two. 

Female origami; 
A flower that
Can be unpeeled.
Pulling off petals
To reveal: 
Does she love me?
Does anybody?

Origami cranes
That spring 
On strings
From my ceiling, 
Folded by you. 
Coloured by kisses; 
Lipstick stains. 

My skin is now
A paper fan.
Beat my body 
Against the
Summer breeze 
To keep yourself 
Cool.

  • Author: draculazy (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 15th, 2017 04:09
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 55
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  • Nicholas Browning

    This is mysterious. The feeling it gives while you read it is pleasant.

  • Louis Gibbs

    I think I may be too young to be reading this one, d! You paint a sensuous picture indeed. Thanks for sharing.



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