Artist

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( Read this slowly , as sensually as you can )

Do you know
  when I became
An artist ?

When you turned around
Looked into the window
Of my soul

Your lips
Curved
So beautifully

The dimples
On your cheeks
Where I could rest my whole life
Showed up

Your face turned red
You blushed

Your fingers
Filled the space in my hand
Gently caressing
My palm

For a moment
I captured all of it I can

I became an artist



( How did you feel  ? I mean can you connect with this poem ? )

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