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Cloudburst by Ginette T Bellefloating through my head again
my lips taste like cherries
his lips?
like rain on a sweet summers day
rain is nice in small doses
rain can murder you in your bed 05/06/2003 Posted on 05/06/2003 Copyright © 2025 Ginette T Belle
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Maryellen Lebeda-Parra on 05/06/03 at 09:13 PM most exquisite |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/07/03 at 01:09 AM Interesting analogy. Murder might be fitting if you're being physically abused, but you don't indicate that here (going back to the taste of his lips). Perhaps then that last line would better read: but can drown you in your bed. ??? Just a suggestion Ginette. Otherwise, an evocative catchy slice of poetry. :o) |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/07/03 at 01:10 AM PS: Excellent title also, considering its text! |
| Posted by Jeanne Marie Hoffman on 05/07/03 at 05:12 AM Very evocative for its length! Good job putting lots of meaning into a few lines! :) |
| Posted by Ken Harnisch on 05/07/03 at 02:07 PM interesting, multiple contexts at work here...unless i misread grossly....very compelling reading! |
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