hands melting the skin
scratching the forbidden itch.
lustful, tender; sin.
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Ashley Lima
I think about writing more than I write, but call myself a writer as opposed to a thinker.
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Comments (12)
Ooh it rhymes too! Nice one! I liked the itchy part a lot! 😁
Excellent
ooooh, touching.
Brilliant!!!♥️♥️💕
Ah the forbidden itch. Loved your Haiku!
love those hot hands.
The forbidden itch, OHHHH love that imagery 💕
Now I’m itchy! Great Haiku!
Fantastic!
I liked the rhyme in there and the word choices were spot on!! Loved this one :)
great haiku for the challenge
Great Haiku’! Love it!