Billy....Upon Your Neck. Poem by Viola Grey
Billy....Upon Your Neck.
I can't seem to move my eyes
from that place
upon your neck,
where a blood screaming pulse
sings my name.
I know your lips are moving,
but the deep vibrating words
are falling upon deaf ears,
I simply cannot hear you.
My hungry eyes are devouring
the sweet, salty sensation
of that heartbeat invitation
upon your neck.
15/2/09
creepy but very cool... I like this a lot.. I will put this into my favs... yes very well done.. great job. Becca
Viola What a delicious invitation to get. You certainly have me wondering how it went. Excellent poem as usual. Karin Anderson
I simply cannot hear you. ...................that's what its about having taste buds flooded over with manna dews and stifling hunger for more... madness its madness and nothing else
Brilliant write Viola...full of images...thouroughly enjoyed it...thank you...Fi 10+++
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4/25/2024 7:02:45 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Lucky Billy! Rock on, Green eyes!