as intuition thickened my throat
I left my voice in hollowed ground
while my tongue slithered in Maple pleasure.
Falling silent, I mumbled 'ecstasy' as my
shiny lips confessed, I bathed my taste buds in liquid Heaven...
Author notes
Prompt is:
Syrupy
A contest entry
- PIF CONTEST by penman.
1500 points, ended March 6, 9 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Wonderful
Very well done. Best of luck in the contest.

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A wonderful taster you have created in poetic enticement
Best wishes and good luck to you
Julie


