THE KISS

We met

and embraced loves

encumberances.

We kissed

in front of skull dead cattle

and dandelion sheep.

We kissed

on railway platforms

among crowds

with shuffling feet.

We kissed

at breakfast, dinner and tea.

We kissed

under full moons

on frosty nights.

We kissed

in the morning

before daylight.

We kissed

under rainbows

in the sky.

We kissed and kissed

until your red lips went dry.

We kissed

for the last time

with tears in our eyes.

◄ GOD SQUAD

HAS ANYONE OUT THERE GOT A CURE ►

Comments

<Deleted User> (5625)

Mon 6th Apr 2009 03:21

well hello Tim, i'm assuming it's the Tim Ellis from Harrogate? thanks for that Tim, it's an old
poeem but i still remember romance! yes, i agree, i will edit 'ruby' are you aware of a new
open mic in Leeds at Milo's, if not let me know.

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Tim Ellis

Sun 5th Apr 2009 23:10

Hi Alan.

I like this. It is simple yet moving. The repeated "We kissed..." gives it a rhythmic, musical air of romance. "Skull dead cattle and dandelion sheep" has an evocative, emotive sound to it, even though I don't know what it means. "Ruby red lips" sounds like one word too many though, and a bit cliched: either "ruby" or "red" alone would have done the same job describing her lip colour. Otherwise great.

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