Billy's Kiss Poem by Viola Grey
Billy's Kiss
Soft, the petals lay
upon your ivory throat,
tracing their scent
into your sweat.
Don't fear the thorns,
their teeth gently slide
across your neck
where I stake my claim.
Breathe, sweet morbid soul
the heady scent
of your final breath
you forsake for me.
Lay at restless peace
upon this crimson tide
of crushed petal sheets
laid bare for you.
At the hint of the moon
you will rise again,
surrender each tomorrow
to my wanton will.
1/10/08
Viola: Am I right when I get the feeling that this is about a beloved dog? Adeline
Noone will ever give that less than 10, Viola: it is amazing: such power, such economy. The first words: 'Soft, the petals lay upon your ivory throat', are so stunning and lovely, yet there is something lustfully menacing about the fact that it is a throat...... and that thorns follow later. I wish I could write with such impact with so few words. Hope all well with you. Thanks for the genuine thrill of this poem Tony
A lovely poem that gives birth to a multitude of interpretations...i see a love that's conquered and laid to rest at eternity's mercy...10
the oppositions so very intensive and bitter sweet, enchanting lures one on well done 10
I guess my take on this is different from Tai Chi. I found it extremely sensual. You painted an image of complete bliss. I loved it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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thoughts are with you, Tom