Delectable Words
by Antoinette Kopperfield — Read all 219 poems by Antoinette Kopperfield
A little humor before I retire for the night...
Monday, June 7, 2004
I taste the fine palette
of your delectable words
and it seasons my soul
from your simple lives…
or your sensuous loves…
or other sad sorrows…
I savor your truths
while pen in hand
for I am drenched…
by your long,
creative caresses
while you melt my moments
with mystery-
or set magical moods in motion…
You seem to sap my solitude
by giving me perfect portions
of profound peace…
and I play my part
as your passionate performer
in your plays
of pungent and poignant poems
I smell the fine…
fragrant flowers
as you form them…
with your fragile fingertips…
and once again
you have finished
and found a few words
for your fitting and final finale'....
©2004 Antoinette Kopperfield
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