Melting Poem by April Michelle Wolverton

Melting



An angel caught behind the glass,
sweetness viciously attacking the tongue.

You were the great divide,
crunchy outer and chewy inside.

Glory was only a figment
of my imagination
as
you were only
an aftertaste of freedom.

An angel screaming behind the glass,
cherries ripped from the heart of the blossom.

You were the sugar-coating,
drooling chocolate over my bare feet.

And I melted
beneath your touch.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Susan Bagley 24 November 2006

Another very nice one. You are talented April, keep up the good work. Susan :)

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Lylyanna Pilewski 24 November 2006

steamy provocative wow. Lylyanna

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