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Spicy Teriyaki Nights
We feasted
solely upon each other
and spicy chicken teriyaki
from the restaurant
a half-block from our
carnal harbor.
Failing to define us,
we acquiesced,
indulging until sated.
Unfortunately,
you filled yourself with me,
leaving me half-starved.
I still miss you,
but despise teriyaki.
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Written for dVerse Quadrille Monday prompt, hosted by Lillian, where the safe word is “harbor”.
Did I type “safe word”? My bad. I meant that the word “harbor” had to be included in the 44-word poem.
(But you can use it as a safe word if you like. I won’t judge! I’m not qualified to judge anyway. *wink*)
Hephaestus’ Waste & Cosmic Rubble 
some foods are forever associated with an emotional response
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Indeed. Thank you for reading. 😊
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you are welcome
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Oh my! A carnal harbor accompanied by a very sultry video! Well….I don’t need my coffee to warm me up this morning! PS: the end line is an in-your-face end to the poem — and adds a bit of human humor to the situation. Well done. And I’m thinking a carnal harbor might be considered the antonym for safe harbor???? 🙂
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PS: forgot to add that the hot fired lava coming down into the harbor is truly a great image for a carnal harbor! Passion can be fire — no doubt about it!
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Thank you, Lillian. 😊
I think that mutual chemistry can sometimes provide the illusion of a safe harbor, but once passions cool, who knows what to call it anymore? Sometimes there’s a friendship bond, sometimes there’s a heart born that grows into love, sometimes there’s nothing left but embers and fond memories. Oh, and an aversion to spicy teriyaki.
Thanks again!
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Carnal harbor… what a great way to express it … the afterwards of being sated only with food is chilling.
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love the expression, ‘carnal harbor’ and the transference of despising of teriyaki
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Thank you. Glad you liked it. 🙂
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I love, “our carnal harbor.” Foods are so often associated with romance.
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I agree. Pretty sure I have a sushi poem and a steak poem in me too, but I’ll try to space them out. I appreciate you stopping by! 🙂
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😀
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I love that carnal habor and I associate this with spicy chicken food. What happens when passion cools is a different story. Have a good week Barry.
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Thank you, Grace. 🙂 I’m finding my poetic legs again. I’ll see you out there on the trail.
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