5.22.2012

wholesome you called me
your mouth so round
I wanted to slip slivers of my tender fruit
between your lips, offering crisp juices
and honeyed sweet aroma
but you just closed your eyes
and swallowed me whole
Photo Inspiration found at -  Alicia Bock Photography http:www.alicia-bock.com.

Linking today's poem to dVerse's open link night (http://dversepoets.com).  Interpretations and feedback welcome! 

4 comments:

Brian Miller said...

this could be good or bad...though i wonder what they have left to savor later in taking it all now...smiles.

Charity said...

ha ha! true, though digestion in and of itself is a process, so I guess there's still more to the story.

Buddah Moskowitz said...

I loved this. It reminds me of the voraciousness of new love.

Charity said...

Thanks Mosk!
(we just celebrated our 3 year anniversary - but some days it's all still brand new)