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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 Thompson

Date: 5/9/2018 1:44:00 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
Date: 5/9/2018 7:30:00 PM

Thanks, Sian!

Faraz Ajmal

Date: 5/8/2018 7:02:00 AM

It s a really lovely poem, a really enjoyable one to read, you have written it really nicely, good luck

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 5/8/2018 8:32:00 AM

Thank you, Faraz!

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 5/6/2018 3:47:00 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
Date: 5/6/2018 3:52:00 PM

Thank you, Andrea! I saw she wanted dark so I went there.

Michelle Faulkner

Date: 5/6/2018 10:47:00 AM

So dramatic and elegant, I can feel the sting-

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 5/6/2018 12:10:00 PM

Thanks, Michelle! <3