Breath baits its lightest touch
waiting to stir lovers’ lips in her scent
and, spooning heartbeats, his grip awakens the alive
a little faster.
Author notes
- picture inspired
A contest entry
- twenty four by le soir.
2400 points, ended March 13, 2008, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Prewrite Mania 3 by Celticmoon.
800 points, ended May 27, 2008, 49 entries
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Be honest, I promise it won't hurt;
Comments
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I'm imagining you're showing a form of possession here so I think you can easily say 'lover's lips' and still get the full impact of what you're going for
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Wow
fucking amazing.. you really are maturing as a poet.
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