Ecstacy

This poem was recently published (World Poetry Movement). :/

It started with sugar-sweet kisses,

Then bubbled into an ecstatic night,

Her lips burn right through my skin,

I pray The Great Lord to forgive my sins,

As I grab some coffee off the kitchen counter,

I wonder if I'll ever see her again,

This one was different, there was something about her,

A tiny spark, that lit a forgotten fire,

She's got bitter brown eyes,

And lips full of lust,

Her cheeks, the slightest bit pink,

Either I'm in love, or the night before,

I had a very strong drink.

Author's Note

Let me know what you think!

Reviews

[Androglossia]

In a drunken state, the lowered inhibitions also allow people to express themselves in ways they would not have had the courage to do while sober which of course happened to me in my reckless state of mind. The only difference is the fact that you have put so much thought into the matter gives me the impression that you are a very rational person who genuinely cares about doing the right thing. If this piece is rooted from an experience, I'd say wow!

I like the construction of the piece, you managed to convey multiple scenes and thoughts in the fewest lines. You managed to tell the story of a past drunken night, the present and a past love.

As for being drunk, well .. there may be different schools of thought on that, lol but frankly, each individual is responsible for their own actions. Being drunk though, not an excuse for anything, I'd gladly take that opportunity, lol. Great read!

[unshakenScene]

this is good has a lot of good feelings to it

[Ian H Morrison]

wow very sexy yet femenin loved every word the stanzas are excellent and the whole poem just bubbles with an aorua of sexyness about it