Just an aftertaste....................

You stopped me at the first hello, an

 

older and charming handsome fellow

 

we quickly went from friends to lovers

 

I began to slaver for something more

 

I wanted to extinguish you, tasting

 

your salty skin, igniting a craving within

 

I need more to satisfy this palate, your

 

smell of blood sweet like punch, so I

 

pursue my first innocent lick and bite

 

only to get you stuck between my teeth

 

breaking fingers and splintering bones

 

I try to savor your affection in my mouth, but

 

what was once a confection has turned bitter

 

instead I had to swallow you down whole

 

bloated now from the weight of your soul.

Author's Note

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

Well slap my a*s call me Charlie and tell me to see Wonka bars. The start gave me the impression the end would not be as harsh. But I loved it, the entire flow could have been someone's thoughts when lying in bed and having the ever important moment of clarity.

[SkinlessFrank]

This describes an experience that I think many can relate to in some way. That folly we all engage in, maybe at least once, of indulging our passion even though we know somewhere in our hearts that we're going to be sick afterwards, like starting out with a lick of dark chocolate and going on to eat 10 lbs of it in one sitting. It's odd how we do this with all the good things.

[newyearnorma]

very deep and emotional. i think we all felt like consuming someone in are lives body and soul. Great job

[EMF]

Love, lust, obsession, with just a hint of canabalism. Wonderful read. You gather into a few lines the true intensity of a relationship with a pounding beat and strength. My one complaint... it ended too soon. SO I went back and re-read it. Twice. That's when the true passionate life comes from it. A rareity. A poem that makes you feel it's tactility.

[Crow]

A wondrous piece of lust and love, the primal desire to quench a thirst. Though sometimes our thirst may consume us to the point where the delight is lost by our insatiable need to fulfill ourselves.

Another fantastic work.

[Samuel Dickens]

Hmm. I don't know if I should feel hunger or fright. Irregardless, this one has a bite.

[Yari Garcia (Older Prof..]

I was curious to read this after you mentioned it in one of my poems. Very cool poem. I love the last few lines the best. :-)

[Dahlia Phoenix]

To possess another being is a lust craving that becomes like a game. You have to go through barriers before doing anything else. The power behind this poem is felt and to control these feelings is dangerous. I love this poem. Nice work.

[Seshat Nidaba]

Many startling and yummy lines, some of my favorites were:

1. bloated now from the weight of your soul.
2. I wanted to extinguish you, tasting
3. smell of blood sweet like punch, so I

Your variety of erotic realism is very particular and juicy!

[Audrey Howitt]

Very strong write and it gets better with re-reading--I loved the last line

[JEWLDUST]

A yes.. to want so badly. 'bloated from the weight of your soul' How can someone be so hungry for someone else? But it happens all the time. I like how I can practicly taste the salt and blood in my mouth.