Kim Rodrigues Poet Rhyme

Language Or the Kiss

LANGUAGE OR THE KISS

But my bee, with stinger intact,
slapped me with his forked tongue abuse.
My flesh still warm, aching and sacked.
I strike matches over red lips.
Stupidly I beg sweet-sour sips.
I wear dueling masks, with two views.

Language or the kiss, must I choose...
Each hot, burnished with pulsing lips.
My baby’s breath, I dread to lose.
Sticky honey-buzz without sound.
I’m cosseted in poems drowned -
flaming elixir of his craved sips.

5/5/2018
Laura Loo’s Rhyme Time 3

Rhyme dictionary assures me that
abuse and views rhyme.

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Janis Medders Tobechi May 9, 2018 at 1:44 PM Looks like a winner. Good luck in the contest. Just looking over your work to see if there was something to help me write for your sponsored contest. Kim Rodrigues May 9, 2018 at 7:30 PM Thanks, Sian!

Faraz Ajmal May 8, 2018 at 7:02 AM It s a really lovely poem, a really enjoyable one to read, you have written it really nicely, good luck Kim Rodrigues May 8, 2018 at 8:32 AM Thank you, Faraz!

Andrea Dietrich May 6, 2018 at 3:47 PM You chose the same theme I liked, Kim. I think first time I saw someone do it. yours is a lot more creative and uses great imagery! (mine not even posted yet) Kim Rodrigues May 6, 2018 at 3:52 PM Thank you, Andrea! I saw she wanted dark so I went there.

Michelle Faulkner May 6, 2018 at 10:47 AM So dramatic and elegant, I can feel the sting- Kim Rodrigues May 6, 2018 at 12:10 PM Thanks, Michelle! <3