Included in "Teardrop of Coloured Soul" Publish America
ISBN: HARDCOVER8327
I taste you still on my lips chapped from your sudden bite Rubbing ointment over the wound It helps somewhat but somehow your taste is still with me I hold you and yet it is only in shade Forsaken pleasure in memory Forgotten seconds etched like burning coals over my lips Sometimes the remembered pain is better to keep then is the reality of holding you
lips n snogging is soooo funny when you think about it. we are such strange creatures. Of course the main purpose of lips is not kiss other lips but to form the words of poems as we breathe them into life. Now THAT is sexy.
Over 200 of my poems have appeared in more than one hundred journals in the U.S. and Canada, in Japan and Australia, and the U.K.
I have had a series of chapbooks published in the 1980's by 4 Wi.. more..