bitten
by FMLe
Once in a while,
you learn to invite the biting lover
back onto your tongue, and your bed,
under the sky of your mouth
to enjoy the rain with you
instead of expelling, you salivate
and he dissolves into you,
you allow it, though
it has the taste of a death trap
you learn to invite the biting lover
back onto your tongue, and your bed,
under the sky of your mouth
to enjoy the rain with you
instead of expelling, you salivate
and he dissolves into you,
you allow it, though
it has the taste of a death trap
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Sept 2006
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savory with just the right touch of sweet
This is good. It pushes my reader's button. Good stuff. Fine last line.
This is nicely put together. I like everything up until "death trap." There's got to be some other phrase that fits there that isn't as common (because the rest of the poem isn't).
Very good poem, Felicia
This is a stunning piece.
A sum of fear & death & and the emotional states of being a an I, of being an other, of being an us. Word to word, line to line, this piece is so right. I wish I had written it. Great, great work, Felicia.
Wow. This is very powerful.