Sweet bliss in sync to the twinning of hips
and the breathe that escapes bruised lips
at 3 in the morning on this idle tuesday in July.
Much more than sweat and sweet regret fills the heavy air.
The real love that we give is more than enough to submit,
to sin-filled eves of celebration days.
One year of love laid out on this bed breathing a forever breath.
Promises casually slip off the tongue
whose only wish in early hours was to caress foul tastes
of worry and fear from a lover's lips.
Fingertips roam and then clasp sealing this ever after romance
Eyes slip into tasty dreams of no other as the sun shines it's blessing
on sleeping fools in love.
Author notes
F i g h t O f f Y o u r D e m o n s
A contest entry
- Fall Me In Love. by Pretty Britty.
1400 points, ended June 29, 2008, 32 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - These ruffled sheets and you are gone and I am going too. by whiterabbit..
485 points, ended June 12, 24 entries
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Comments
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The descriptions that you used are great and I really like the last sentence of this. I can feel the emotions here. Nice job and thanks for entering.
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Aha, what a great write this is!
Wonderfully done, poet.
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