I Can See the Devil's Smirk

Remembering those lips I have kissed,
cruel lips of blasphemy
sharp and cold biting deep
but forever ensnaring me
--for I hold them close and won't let go
and they chase it all away
make me forget what I want
always ready for play--
harsh cruel lips in a gaping line
the very devils smirk
stares back from ripped up wrists
for in those lips his bite lurks.
Remembering those lips I have kissed
shard cold biting silver lips
deep inside this skin
I beg you one last kiss.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Rhinem Avatar
June 5, 2009 at 3:03 AM
Smile~Alright then, well, pucker up...."You" are so intense Madison~And "Your" writing develops such a uniquely gifted flavor from it all...."You" have mastered "Your" craft Mrs. Poe!!!:):)~And I am going to love knowing "You" immensly I believe~But I must warn "You," I have a silver tongue; sharp as a two edged sword~Smile~"My Love To You, John!!!":):)~On we go....
Higgins Avatar
June 2, 2009 at 4:46 PM
The ending to me is such a contrast to the rest of the poem..love the way you described the lips..well done.
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