The tip
of your tongue
is hidden sweetness
in dark places
lying in soft crevices between silken sheets
veins of visceral potential
alliteration
words lying unspoken
wishes
half forgotten poems
dreams
yearnings and longings
possibilites
awesome fantasies
The swollen bud pushes out of its secret place
arching your lips to the light
to touch
the tip
of my tongue
I always though that kissing was an art form... You've certainly proven my point! Wonderful poem. ~Ray
i love the way you write you speak the trutrh what you fell
Made me think twice...about kissing an d how much i take it for granted..i'll savour it next time! ! ! Dark Angel: -*
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
really good---------------