love as a yukata
worn thin silk long enough to trip me
loose sash tied at the hips
unusable sleeves unsewn at the seams
as the cast of many who’ve worn it before
left damp and discarded
on my lavishly heated tile bathroom floor
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Beautiful metaphor.
this lighter version
of the kimono
expressed as love,
heated tile is a bonus
Love all the -un words in the third line. “She’s come undone.”
❤️
What a great thing it’s been to have you on Lexpomo, Jules! I’ve really been impressed with your stuff.
love the sensuality of the worn thin yukata in contact with the warm tile