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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group

Created: April 18,2023

07 Sep 2021 - Rendezvous

Two a-cup beauties,
topped by after dinner mints
that beg for biting.

Her silken see-thru,
single arching eyebrow smile,
have my heart racing.

High heels. Black stockings
leave her love nest space to breathe -
two lips which whisper.

Ten weeks of talking.
Rendezvous, we meet at last,
and we're consenting.

That's not the whiskey,
that's not her perfume I smell,
but burning bridges.


Submitted: September 07, 2021

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Ivy B Pane

Wow, you got a great voice for this. Wow, nice piece of work.

Tue, September 7th, 2021 11:13pm


Thank you dear lady!

Tue, September 7th, 2021 4:16pm


You had me to the last line...(which I don't understand in this context)

Burning bridges generally suggests you are destroying a relationship which can never be repaired. We have no preface for that in the poem unless you want to add something. I suppose it could be a reference to another relationship (perhaps the speaker is married and this is an affair), but I think you'd at least want to mention that.

Otherwise, I love this opening imagery with the after dinner mints and the alliteration in your second stanza - again, great imagery. If you change the last line in the 3rd stanza - "two lips to whisper" - it might sound more poetic due to repetition. See what you think.

I really love this piece. The last line throws me, and I think you were inferring this is an affair. If you had a stanza in there where you explore infidelity or guilt in some superficial way, it would totally make bring this home.

Sun, September 12th, 2021 10:52pm

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