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HEAT... in all its meanings. A Bite Size Poetry Entry |
| Dulcet Drops The heat of the day stirs memories; Windows awaiting the night's debut. The cool breeze raising small stirrings on naked flesh...and you. Softly, you touch me and I feel the warmth; an invitation to share a moment's bliss. I lower my lips to your liquescent skin and I'm lost... in the heat of a kiss. Notes An entry for "Bite Size Poetry Contest" Prompt: Heat dulcet β archaic meaning: sweet to the taste or smell. liquescent - becoming liquid; melting Thank you for taking time to read my words. I would appreciate it if you took a moment and left a comment. Your reaction, impressions, criticisms, - yes, even praise Ken |