Kisses Linger

kisses that travel

sand through gravel

balm on scars

slipping through white bars

fingers that sink

into glistening pink

words of fire

clarity through mire

the push of passion

the pull of regret

a single ration

of a night to forget

i listen to your words

dismissing how obscure

your panting promises

and their perfect compromises

i feel your warmth

the deep of your depth

i feel your kiss linger

your casual lips mingle

the push of passion

the pull of regret

a single ration

of a night to forget

your burning heat

a scrumptious treat

i kiss your tired lips

grateful for the tip

i hear you call me

not a plea

but a hopeful plan

to meet once again

Reviews

[ron]

A fantastic poem about a kiss so passionate. Great poem.

[AleyshaRosa]

Thanks, Ron =]

[ron]

You are most welcome.

[Moon]

This is very lovely ! Thank you for sharing and keep up the great work .

[AleyshaRosa]

Thank you, WS =]

[Moon]

You are welcome

[B-poet]

A tender kiss is a significant sign that love first starts with this initial physical action. Who wouldn't wanting another kiss from a good kisser. Great job. I liked this poem very much. :)

[AleyshaRosa]

Thank you, BP

Aha, no one I hope!

[MOON]

Poignant write, romance without the romance. Lovely flow.

[AleyshaRosa]

Thank you, Moon =]

[RachelReaper]

this sounded rather forbidden, loved it! Excellent work!

[AleyshaRosa]

Forbidden, indeed, Rachel

Thank you =]]

[Damien Davison]

Great poem, romantic with the feeling of it being wrong... Good job!

[AleyshaRosa]

Thanks, Damien =]

[Sami Khalil]

I listen to your words
dismissing how obscure...
A nice write.

[AleyshaRosa]

Thank you, Sami =]

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome .

[X]

I like this. Talk about real writing, and describing things as how they are. There is just enough romance here to make the reader want to forget your repeated stanza.

"the push of passion
the pull of regret
a single ration
of a night to forget"

Well done.

X

[AleyshaRosa]

Thank you, X
Actually, I was inspired by your poem to write this. =]

Interesting how the stanza about forgetting, is easily forgotten...

[X]

I thought so. And indeed- the irony there, yet not lost on the author, or me!

X