Kim Rodrigues Poet Free verse

Proverbial Smoking In Bed

the unzipped match —
a flame that heats the tips of fingers,
those sensitive appendages
that linger,
upon the cheek,
the whiskers.

erogenous zones touched by the flame,
like candles arouse
compatible birthday suits.

the cherry red matchstick
plumps up her lips
making them magnetic.

his lips and ruby tongue
pulled into
the black hole of her being.

their own haven of forest
in flames —
no longer tame.

the full force of desire
moves over her neck
her shoulders, 
lower and lower,
leaping higher and higher.

flesh singed —
in the end both become smokers
in bed.

9/25/2019

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Anne-Lise Andresen October 3, 2019 at 12:12 PM - You really lit the fire in this one, Kim :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Kim Rodrigues October 5, 2019 at 5:34 PM LOL...thanks sunshiny friend!

Paul Callus September 29, 2019 at 2:37 AM This caught me pleasantly unawares, Kim! Romantic, sensual and passionate, but not overdone. a fav. Regards // paul Kim Rodrigues October 5, 2019 at 5:33 PM Thanks so much, Paul! xx

Jennifer Proxenos September 26, 2019 at 10:49 AM I love your ending of this poem - very clever and indeed romantic - a wonderful write and love how the tempo of the poem quickens as the heated moment arrives! Hugs, Jennifer. Kim Rodrigues October 5, 2019 at 5:31 PM Thanks so much, Jennifer <3 Kim

Panagiota Romios September 26, 2019 at 6:33 AM Great writing Kim. You are a True Piet. Panagiota Kim Rodrigues October 5, 2019 at 5:28 PM Thank you, sweet lady!

Quoth Theraven September 25, 2019 at 11:34 PM Kim, Such a sensuous write..obviously filter-less. The best smoke ever encountered. -Richard Kim Rodrigues October 5, 2019 at 5:28 PM Thanj you, dear Richard!

Richard Lamoureux September 25, 2019 at 5:20 PM Ooh la la, this is a hot one. ;0) Kim Rodrigues September 25, 2019 at 5:21 PM LOL...thanks

Maurice Rigoler September 25, 2019 at 11:53 AM Kim, this is one of your best poems, sensual but tactful imagery, the poem increasing with intensity as it headed for its heated end! Bravo! Thanks for reading "Looks mean many things." Brahms as a young man was called Germany's "golden boy." As he aged he followed the tradition, then almost de rigeure, to grow a beard. He's one of my favorite composers. Again, many thanks. / M Kim Rodrigues September 25, 2019 at 12:01 PM Thank you, dear friend!

Tom Cunningham September 25, 2019 at 10:13 AM I could feel the temperature rising, no need for the fire boys YET. Kim Rodrigues September 25, 2019 at 11:25 AM LOL! Loving all the comments including yours!

Caren Krutsinger September 25, 2019 at 9:25 AM I read Chris's comment and I want to say "ditto". Just the right amount of sizzle. Kim Rodrigues September 25, 2019 at 11:24 AM LOL...thank!

Chris Green September 25, 2019 at 8:36 AM Reminds me of an old joke. "Do you smoke after sex?" "I don't know, I never looked." : ) Seriously though Kim, this was fantastic. Just the right amount of heat in this to create the scene for the reader without going full on sexual inferno. Kim Rodrigues September 25, 2019 at 8:39 AM Love the joke! Thank you, my friend!