Carol Mitra Poet Rhyme

Lips

A Red Rose her mouth
An upturned curve a pout
Two waves that rise
The shape of her lips
She holds loves confluence
At the very tips
Beautiful thoughts
That burn below
Releasing a kiss
Nice and slow
Layers of nectar
On two petals
A scented taste
Which unsettles.

1.2.2021
A Sensual Poem.

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Kim Rodrigues February 10, 2021 at 4:51 AM Ooh la la, Carol! I love it! Congratulations! Carol Mitra February 10, 2021 at 5:48 AM Thank you dear Kim...once again hugs :)

Charlotte Puddifoot February 8, 2021 at 8:04 AM i really liked this little rhyming poem, economical with the language but clever, i like how you built a poem around that single image..i almost read a double meaning in some of the lines but maybe it's my naughty mind haha (i love double meanings in a poem) congrats on your win in my contest! :) Carol Mitra February 8, 2021 at 8:46 AM Thanks dear Charlotte.....ha ha...yes when I read it over I thought so too...but let the poem flow....Oops here now I did it again :))Much appreciated.

Brian Sambourne February 8, 2021 at 7:52 AM A superb piece. That final line is memorable. Well done, indeed. Regards, Brian Carol Mitra February 8, 2021 at 7:57 AM Thank you Brian....much appreciated.

Kim Rodrigues February 1, 2021 at 5:22 AM Love it! Carol Mitra February 1, 2021 at 5:42 AM Thank you Kim :)