Wrapped around my little finger
My kiss, on your lips, may it linger.
I sear your skin with every touch
It's at my soul you seem to clutch.
I thrive on your hunger for me
A contest entry
- Quickie!!!!!!!! 10/30/1 by SuicidalLover.
400 points, ended December 24, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think?
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this little piece, packs a lot of punch.
Great take on the prompt.
Brilliant.
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Nice write. I thought the last line, spaced as it is, was very effective. I think it's hard to write couplets where the rhyme doesn't sound forced. Writing with a ABAB scheme is easier.
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SHORT but Beautiful, great job this is a good write, keep up the good work.
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wow. this is really cool. it's almost cynical. lol. (is that how you spell it? haha) good job. :]
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Yeah, that's how you spell cynical
As soon as I saw the prompt ("And I thrive on your hunger for me"), that's how I saw it. Like an obsessive need to dominate. Thanks.
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hmm...well you have good visions. lol.
long time no talk. :] -
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Thank you, and yeah, it's been a few weeks, hasn't it?
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Nice write!!
Like the line.."It's at my soul you seem to clutch"
Well done
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