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

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

A Poem by +she plays with matches+

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.

© 2014 +she plays with matches+

Author's Note

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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.

Posted 5 Years Ago

3 of 3 people found this review constructive.


Scary sensually good! ;)

Posted 6 Years Ago

Changes from what is perceived to reality can complicate yet the desire to indulge always throws caution to the wind

Posted 6 Years Ago

This was vivid and just flat out awesome if a little ambiguous. Well done.

Posted 6 Years Ago

wow This is awesome Muse. Excellent work.

Posted 6 Years Ago

So beautiful "I try to savor your affection in my mouth, but what was once a confection has turned bitter instead I had to swall you down whole bloated now from the weight of your soul."

Posted 6 Years Ago

Wow amazing write, very dark sensous. Had me hooked from beginning to end.

Posted 6 Years Ago

great title and wow that last two lines are tremendous...a very good write...

Posted 6 Years Ago

Muse, your muse was really working overtime tonight. This was just spectacular, I am at a loss for words here. Seriously the imagination, the emotions, the sensual feel. The words just all fit so well together, the ink from your pen and your muse made magic tonight. This has to be one of my favorites, it's just so different that I have to love it. I am honored to be the first to review it and read it. This one I will save and read again and again...xo

Posted 6 Years Ago

Wicked Muse..........for some reason the toughness of trying to eat deer meat from a much older deer came to mind.........you can kick me later. A vampire poem perhaps or one who tried to date a much older man and found the result revolting.

Posted 6 Years Ago

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151 Reviews
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Added on June 22, 2011
Last Updated on June 8, 2014
Tags: Love, anger, poem, poetry, writing, revenge, hate, lust, life, food


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