berries

she thrusted
every pigment of passion
from his lips
(and other parts of his body)

then kept it for herself

he looked like
softened blueberries
and tasted less sweet
than before she tasted him

had it been any other women
he'd have bitten into her breast
with sapphire teeth
and suckled red

but she was born
within intoxicated dreams
and he almost enjoyed
the secluded
echo of coolness

In a list

Poetry beginning with B • next in list

A contest entry

Colour Contest by Emmyb. 700 points, ended July 10, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest

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penman
August 15
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Excellent
wow, such a great write for the theme. And so well worded. Congratulations on the gold.
Topnotchsy
July 10
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Beautiful imagery, and an easy choice for the gold trophy.
cricketjeff
July 10

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Hehe that's cheating!!!
Writing exactly the sort of poem the judge wants to read, why didn't I think of that

Great stuff, and congrats on a well deserved gold

Jeff
Emmyb
July 10
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I love this poem. It literally makes my mouth water.
The Drifter
July 4

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There you go again painting those pictures within my mind. I love it.
Turning the table. As reader reads these images, like a slide show, pop into the reader brain.
perfectsunset
July 4

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Woah.. this was just bursting with
fresh imagery and brilliance galore.
You've really captured the audience
here in such a way where we want
to stay & soak in your words.

Deep metaphor here too,
I loved everything about it;
gold-worthy most definitely!
J Macabre
July 4

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This was excellent. at least...at least a silver this has got to get. You never cease to shock and amaze. Good luck!
just mercedes
July 4
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Nice play with images and the sounds of words, though the final stanza went out of focus for me.