Peasant Breasts

First time she was naked before me

was in my autumn book-filled dormitory room.

She said that she had “peasant breasts.”

I saw her ancestors.  I smelled patchouli.

I tasted spiced tea beside a warm hearth.

Sleeping Peasants, 1919, Pablo Picasso

Sleeping Peasants, 1919, Pablo Picasso via pablopicasso.org

 

 

 

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