STUCK

... Fri night "quickie"...

STUCK

I’m in a stuck mood.
Words flow in quicksand
filled with sharp tooth allegories
and those that do escape,
Are glued to my tongue.
They may taste like caramel fudge
but come out only as
incoherent globs of unfortunate consequences.

It’s kind of like what happens
after that first kiss
wraps you in faerie mist
and transports you to the moon
with no way back.
But though the mind is jumbled,
one word does escape-
small, simple, demanding:
MORE!!

Aztec Warrior/redzone 9/23/16

 

Author's Note

...thanks for reading..
a "quicky" cause I wrote this quickly... lol
captch: chipchop

Reviews

[Kelly Scheppers]

Ahh, that first kiss...and the arm that fell asleep for resting across my shoulder for so long!

Thanks for making me feel "transported back to the moon, with no way back"!

[redzone]

thanks Kelly... when it comes to kisses, the moon is a good place to be.. lol. glad you enjoyed..