Yr kiss burns my mouth
Like the last shot of tequila, I had last night
As yr saliva scorches my throat
Yr warmth has become a bad omen
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A passionate love is always blind. The real challenge is to make the passion last. A meaningful write on the complexities of love and passion.
Love, passion…. What is the borderline separating the two? Where do we start? To where? Nice poem, LeeAnn. Top score.
A wonderful and interesting poem on love and the effects of alcohol. A well expressed and crafted write.
A fantastic poem dear poetess LeeAnn......well penned!