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.
A contest entry
- adult only quick contest by Abe 1.
425 points, ended June 15, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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wowza dis again tells a fab story
july is me birth month and yup its hot
thanx for yr entry and gd luck
abe
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What a beautiful poem
Your words flow so elegantly
Paints a picture within your readers mind
Good luck
Julie
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