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+



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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


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I came to read this again--it is a fabulous write--and it stays that way in the aftertaste (pun intended??)

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Some of the most effective use of metaphor that I have encountered. Compelling little write, indeed!


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+she plays with matches+

5 Years Ago

thank you
and the top was so cute,then you rocked it poking a hole in the side of a bloated cow,
can I give 100 today ,? , Sure !

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Wow, that was really mind bending and great! The imagery was so intense. The image in my head when I read "breaking fingers and splintering bones" was not pretty. "bloated now from the weight of your soul" is terrific. It worries me that I even laughed at the end of this one while feeling that deep hatred. AWESOME write!!!

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

omg this is brilliant love it

Posted 5 Years Ago


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I love the vivid imagery in this poem. Your words and metaphors excited my sense when I read this, to the point that I was there. Great job.

Posted 5 Years Ago


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5 Years Ago

Lol...it was not my intention to excite the senses...the taste of blood...splintering bones...I want.. read more
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5 Years Ago

Im just weird lol. I like it though lol
Wonderful words

Posted 5 Years Ago


yup very quickly we can hate our lovers lol great piece in showing first affection then disdain

Posted 5 Years Ago


Wow... I like it a lot...very interesting choice of words
smell of blood sweet like punch
savor your affection in my mouth
Really really liked it!

Posted 5 Years Ago


A cool way to show a growing distaste for a once loved flavor...

Posted 5 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on June 22, 2011
Last Updated on June 8, 2014
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