Monday, May 28, 2012

05- 2012

Lip Tease.


the Women 
I fear to kiss
have a long mouth 
Thin 
slightly rendered 
for on
such  lips
I might slip 
swallowed
whole 
forever
gone.

Yet
Sweet
 rosebud
lips
plump pink
even 
lush red
ripe
moving
slightly
side to side
encourages
me 
to 
linger
and 
I'll say 
no more
for
your imagination
is all……….



© MRL 18-05-12

5 comments:

  1. I am always delighted to have my eyes crying with laughter
    when receiving a weathered ode from Tristram somewhere in darkest Ont. so here goes
    Tris said :
    dis visit  and by the great  gods   
    there it was     YOUR    poem   anew


        ah yes  the   wonders  of a Druid  gone rhyme          
    who pens his   thoughts  to stand thru time

             then  finest   Druid    with heart of Oak
             these  poems     from the soul  are  ..spoke

                  Merrily  merrily ; on we go     
            to wager    that more poems will grow
                 Onward    onward  flowing pen     
     We wait  to read    the next  ones   then


         Keep up the fine  tasking  is what we're    asking

                        Tristram           & cat crew.....with Lorie too

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  2. I enjoyed this poem. When you write, there is always so much going on underneath. Isn't that fun?

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  3. Perfect timing in the ending, my imagination had just slipped into lush.

    Gotta' love the lips if they pout just right!

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  4. Lovely and my imagination is running wild!

    Anna :o]

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