Spicy Teriyaki Nights

/ Just Barry
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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.
***

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*)

14 thoughts on “Spicy Teriyaki Nights”

  2. 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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    • 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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