Taste of Love
He smuggles it in like contraband,
A sapid treat in a semilunar box,
A special surprise for me.
His mantic perception of my desires
Has become a cherished praxis.
The zeitgeist of our courtship,
Bound in sweet honey.
The halvah from his mother’s kitchen,
Like the longing in his dark eyes,
Transports me to a state of ataraxia,
With a lick and a promise
Of more sensual serendipity to come
The next time we meet.
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i'm not sure.... do i need a cigarette?
Pretty cool. I'm not sure about your usage of "a lick and a promise". Its artistic, but it doesn't seem to use the definition at all. I had something prepared along a similar lines (using that phrase for art rather than definition) until I read something in the rules. Other than that it's pretty nice, very short and concise but at the same time an effective use of all the words. I'm nearly done with my attempt (even though I just read it's for the US only, and despite what it says on my profile, I'm Canadian).
Good stuff =]
Thanks! I just did it for fun. I don't expect to win. And now you know that I didn't really read the rules. ;-)
Plus, halvah is halwa to me, but I figured changing the spelling would really be a no-no.
lol, I don't like the word serendipity period! I struggled a little bit putting that into my short story, as the narrator is essentially me (and I really doubt I'd ever say serendipity). I currently have 300 words left, and have yet to use semilunar, contraband, and ataraxia. Anyway, best of luck!
oh, and the contest rules state its open to Canada, so.. watch your back! ;)
Check it out here.