Thirst

Thirsty...
I'm thirsty...
Bubbles
I want bubbles
Of water
Yes the perfect sweetness
Not too cold
No that makes me numb
A little hot?
Yes that would be perfect
Tease my taste buds,
You, perfect warmth
Heating my tongue...
They've parched my throat,
Those rascals, in your absence
Paint me blue
Flood me please
Please, oh please, I beg you


This vow of a barren mouth
Is to prove my spirituality
Only a few more hours to go...

Reviews

[UnderCompulsion]

I like the poem,but I don't like you beeing thirsty.Now I exactly know the feeling of fasting.

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Sure did make me thirsty :P I have never fasted from water, only food. Loved the poem :)

[Blue Ivory]

Lol if you try it, your tongue starts to feel like a desert :P

[Blue Ivory]

I just didn't mention it here cuz it's such a turn off! :P

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

A dry mouth sure can make you appreciate a simple glass of water... maybe if life were simplified again we could appreciate all we have. Excellent poem.

[Infinite hexes]

Ok this is pretty different from your other poems. I mean no one really makes these kind of easy-to-read poems anymore,so i really like it :)
you could try adding a nice picture of some soda though. :P

[Blue Ivory]

lol the T-man said it reminds him of 7up :P Yeah my computer's being a b***h. I'll edit this some other day.

[MOON]

Ha sounds like you fasting. Wrote this perfectly I miss my coffee.

[Blue Ivory]

Yes I am actually :P