Lips soft,
bruised fruit
so ripe
for the biting.
Sweet nectar
dripping
upon your tongue
touching mine.
Savour this
single moment
when breaths
catch
each other's
intentions.
30/1/09
Such brilliant images here Viola...wonderful poem...thank you..Fi...10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There's a lot of biting going on.....! Sauce pot!