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Sometime in July

I remember the first day your luggage was brought in

You were newly married to a man you’ve never met

A strange man who had a room in his house he forbade you from entering

And who never saw your nakedness

I was your servant

Curiosity and loneliness recommended me to you

I remember that night you sneaked into my apartment

And saw me painting

I knew why you came

And for helping you find the answers you sought

You allowed me paint you, half naked

You are no more

But anytime I stand before this board

I see you, a flower in one hand

Ineffable gratitude in the other

For all the trouble we’ve been through together

14 responses to “Sometime in July”

  1. What a moving story Benjamin. Thanks for joining in

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    1. You are welcome, Sadje. It’s a pleasure contributing to your picture prompt.

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      1. Thanks πŸ™πŸΌ


  2. LOVE this , Benjamin. Wonderful take.πŸ’•

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    1. Thank you so much, my dear friend, Grace. I appreciate the feedback.

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      1. My pleasure πŸ’•

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  3. I wonder what inspires these unusual poetry, different but beautiful.

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    1. Merci beaucoup, ma chΓ©rie. There’s no limit to what we can do with our creativity.

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  4. interesting spin on the prompt

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    1. Thanks, man! I appreciate your kind words.


  5. Very sensual and moving. Nice work!!!

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