The kiss by Keith D AllisonLip color pink
Soft, warm
Inviting
like a peach hanging up on the tree
The first of the season
Picked in the warmth noonday sun
Quite
The anticipation
The hope
Tantalizing
The fulfillment flattering in gold
The sweetness lingers
In
Quiet want
For more
07/30/2005 Posted on 07/30/2005 Copyright © 2025 Keith D Allison
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 08/02/05 at 02:09 PM Worthy comparison Keith. I`ll take peach any day over cherry or candy-lips. Touché! |
Posted by Sarah Graves on 08/04/05 at 01:45 AM I love the visual you give here, so gentle and sensual. Exceptional work. |
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