One Track Mind Poem by Viola Grey
One Track Mind
Rating: ★5.0
Lips soft,
bruised fruit
so ripe
for the biting.
Sweet nectar
dripping
upon your tongue
touching mine.
Savour this
single moment
when breaths
catch
each other's
intentions.
30/1/09
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fiona Davidson
31 January 2009
Such brilliant images here Viola...wonderful poem...thank you..Fi...10++
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4/25/2024 8:31:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
There's a lot of biting going on.....! Sauce pot!