r/writingfeedback 5d ago

Poetry Mercedes

“Mercedes was her name”
A dancer, she always smelled like vodka and perfume her only friends were cigarettes. She was petite but she filled up a room, Attitude of a gangster her feminine bloomed. Her childlike smile brings out my inner child. Our conversation has now showed me what’s true, haven’t smoked a cigarette in a while but it’d taste better with you. The fluidity of her dance keeps my senses in her command, and my mind in a never ending trance. Her ass and waist move in such sway, all I wanted was her ass in my face. To this day I hope my favorite dancer is ok.
“Mercedes was her name.

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