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
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.
Thank you Kim, glad you enjoyed… 🙂
Very sensual, Rob!
…and delicious Merril… 😉
is this a trap? … every leery! 😉
It’s just a peach… 🙂
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 ????
Thank you for the kind words Sanaa. You are most welcome. 🙂
Absolutely agree mate….every word!
Love‘dem peaches Ain, plump and round — and firm my friend… makes for a better bite… 🙂
This is wonderful – your imagery is so rich
Thank you Robbie. You are most kind my friend.