Chapped Lips

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

Reviews

[Derek S.Keck]

Your poetry is so well reflected and obsevant, thats why I'm drawn to your work. Excellent Chris!

[Different Wings]

I like the formatting, and I can definitely feel the pain. good write!

[HB]

mmm, I like this one. Just as a good kiss should be--leaving you scorched and wanting more, while unsure of that wanting. :)

[Ladysue]

good imagery in this piece...good work...

[Dream Weaver]

Beautiful description,
fantastic write!

[RJM]

Interesting work

[Sujash I. Purna]

This one is beautiful...wistful