Sexy Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Sexy



Sexy

For decades I was sure, sexy is:
Letting her face, legs, curves make jaw fall
“Erotic”.

“Pardon me…”
I told her: “I am dumb, confused, total loss…”
Then asked her: “What’s sexy? ”

Grace is close friend and open:
“Happy and satisfied, internal, external.”

Now face wall; suck index and wonder.

Wednesday, July 8, 2015
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