Succulence

 

S ucculent nectar of full plumped peach
laid bare engorged deliciousness
peeled open in promised sweet delight
ecstatic vision of tender flesh

tart sweet tingle at tip of tongue
such sweetness surely is taboo
my mouth thrills to the juicy pulp
my lips glisten sweetest nectar’s dew

this eruption of unbridled pleasure
enwraps me in a most heady swoon
consumed by uncontrolled desire
I crave more and it must be soon

breathing in the rich bouquet
senses teased and tantalized
I devour the dripping treat
bite by bite until satisfied

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rob kistner © 2021

Poetry at: dVerse

12 thoughts on “Succulence”

  1. Fantastic word and language choice, Rob. Your poem oozes with peach juice and the touch of a ‘full plumped peach’, I love the alliteration in ‘tart sweet tingle at tip of tongue’. The sweetest taboo indeed – Sade knew how to ooze it.

  2. Gorgeous use of alliteration in “tart sweet tingle at tip of tongue,”.. Rob! This poem is a feast for the senses. Thank you so much for writing to the prompt ????

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