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[Library] Atomic Coffee
by Nikki RiceHis brash, rash,
itchy, insulated,
scouring pad,
ginger kid face
is the pillow I need
to rest these restless
lips upon
with passion-pressed,
heated and charged,
electrified, radiated
nuclear love
espresso-espresso-
double blend tongue,
roasted and
roasted and roasted again,
dark, rich, hot and boldly
caffeinated dreams
in him,
his nicotine mind
and tar-stained smile,
artist's hand
and shaking legs
of a man I cannot fear
but love and lust;
I'll burst into flames
if his kiss is not soon
mine, alone. 02/21/2009 Posted on 02/21/2009
Copyright © 2024 Nikki Rice
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 02/21/09 at 10:56 PM It's just like the title. Quick-witted, memorable as hell and quite a bit of fun. Nice. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 02/22/09 at 12:33 AM Loved the title - on fire from the beginning and brewed with passion all the way through. A fun read. |
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