Contraband

I smuggled you too long
As contraband, deep inside of me
A narcotic that I could not touch nor taste
Where longing saturates
Every empty chamber and vacant tip
I was a fool to keep you hidden deep within me
Where your presence echoed
What I knew implicitly
That I was the foolish one with muted lips
One who couldn’t muster one sentence
And claim you for who you are
A woman waiting to light my joint
With the flames of your love

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Author: meandererworld (Dilantha Gunawardana)

Dr Dilantha Gunawardana is a molecular biologist who graduated from the University of Melbourne. He moonlights as a poet. His poems have been accepted/published in Forage, American Journal of Poetry, Kitaab, Eastlit and Ravens Perch. He mixes science with poetry for a living, when what matters is the expression of both DNA and words into something serendipitous. Although an Australian citizen, Dilantha is domiciled in Sri Lanka, his country of birth.

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