The Sweetest Kiss

By Edenfalls

Tue, 10 Jul 2012
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8 comments
 

Words flow from you,
like a poisonous flower
At one hundred mouths per hour.

The weatherman said
beware of snow, but you’re
the coldest bitch I know.

You always offer me
your advice ,but your words
to me strike cold as ice.

Time together should be fun
But instead it was just wasted

The sweetest kiss I ever had
Was the one I never tasted.

Certificate U
Poem
Poetry For Everyone
Love

Comments

Submitted by Denzella on
Hello Edenfalls, Liked this very much, particularly 'At one hundred mouths per hour' but all is good. A really enjoyable read Moya
 

Submitted by maisie on
yes one sweeps along with the rhythm of this poem, and halters after mid point, to come safely home in the final stanza... much enjoyed!

maisie angel Guess what?  I'm still alive!

Submitted by Sooz006 on
Words flow from you, like a poisonous flower At one hundred mouths per hour. The weatherman said beware of snow, but you’re the coldest bitch I know... this is great, it's so raw and bitter. Perfect love gone sour. After the first two stanzas it seemed to lose some of its balls, but then the last two lines were great.

 

Submitted by Edenfalls on
Thank you Moya, me old china!

Submitted by Edenfalls on
Kind words maisie, thank you.

Submitted by Edenfalls on
Sooz, you are spot on with that comment, that was the bit that worried me. I knew the last two lines would bring it back, but was worried about the middle.

Submitted by jolono on
The last four lines were superb EF.

 

Submitted by Edenfalls on
Thank you Jolono.