mark the edge
dawn
replays my
boujoule fantasy
your
burgundy lips
mark the edge
of longing.
Poem ©2011 by R. Burnett Baker
Photo courtesy of Tess Kincaid
Monday, April 11, 2011
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Yes - a true poem...wine...women...
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ReplyDeletethe edge of longing!
ReplyDeletegreat poem
oo. la. la....
ReplyDeleteYa, 'the edge of longing' got me too. Kudos Rick.
ReplyDeleteThe anticipation and cleverness
ReplyDeletecloy to these few words like
honey on a bee's legs.
Good one, sir.
"...burgundy lips
ReplyDeletemark the edge
of longing." Classic.
longing at dawn... a sweet invitation this is
ReplyDeleteburgundy lips. waking to that familiar wine-stain . . . a blush that leads to more blushing. a nice piece of writing rick! steven
ReplyDeleteI never thought longing could be this sexy!
ReplyDeleteLove the immediacy of this, the taste of it!!
ReplyDeletevery sexy and seductive poem!
ReplyDeleteBurgundy tip!!
ReplyDeleteAh!
loved the imagery esp. the last verse
ReplyDeleteVery well chosen images. Good write.
ReplyDeleteI always enjoy leaving my lip prints on wine glasses .. indellible!
ReplyDeleteSweeter than wine, Softer than a summer night... Mark the edge that cuts to the core... Kindle the fire. Well done, Rick!
ReplyDeleteEdge of longing -- I like that too!
ReplyDeleteLove the line... 'on the edge of longing'... nicely done.
ReplyDeleteTerrific - love the 'on the edge of longing' - and I can see I'm not the only one!
ReplyDeletewowee!
ReplyDeleteVery tantalizing!
ReplyDeleteThanks for introducing me to a new word - boujoule!
ReplyDeletedelicious, and some great imagery! wow!
ReplyDeleteMy Magpie Post
So much in so few lines.
ReplyDeleteA decadent piece Rick....a wonderful Magpie!
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