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POSTED BY: ashmoore53 on 02/22/08 @ 02:08 PM


Mastectomy


the fall of
velvet plum points and umber aureolae


remember living


forget cool evening air kisses the rush of
liberation freed from the brassiere


forget the cupping of his hands the pleasure
his eyes looking down/anticipating


forget his mouth. his tongue at the nipples
his intense hungry nursing


forget sensations which begin either
on the right or the left. go thru the body
linger between thighs


forget the space once grasped during his ecstasy


sweet sweet mama you taste so

Written by Wanda Coleman





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POSTED BY: Poetressforever on 08/22/08 @ 11:42 AM


Wow, a very descriptive poem. It is short & sweet and to the point. Creates a great visual image in your mind as you go from verse to verse. I felt goose bumps.
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POSTED BY: MsPoeticg_2 on 10/02/08 @ 07:02 PM


When something is so tasteful, we tend to devour it with such vigor, longing for more. Who would have thought that losing something that is so vital to women could be so passionately missed?  I was thrilled, to say the least.

 

 





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