-..we've all been warned: don't lick a lamp-post in the cold of winter...


Passion Tongue








My tongue
has tasted much
and curled away
from little

but also
from time to time
been flayed
on the icy lamp-posts

or scorched
by the flaming desire
cooled by the
odd purling stream


then I had
to lick you
and now it has been torn
out from the root

It's what they call
dumb passion




Poetry by Teddy Donobauer The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2008-09-08 at 19:27

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I wrote a poem called licking at ice sculptures - dumb passion, but its passion and however high up the chain we like to call ourselves, we still are ruled by it.

Elle x
2008-09-08


Kathy Lockhart
love is a risky business for tongues and hearts. : ) kathy
2008-09-08


Mr painter
Great like this
2008-09-08