Saliva

This poem is about wanting to kiss a guy and picking the most perfect places but it never actually happens

Speaking of Saliva

I was wondering how your's would taste!

Can I have a taste of your saliva

Like how you had a bite out of my burger yesterday?

We could improvise

 

Me in your room

Dim lighting

Slow jams playing in the background

Mellow mood

Our lips are sealed but our bodies are doing the conversating

And then we...

Or.

 

Your walking me home

The sky's an awkward shade of navy blue, black and grey

The moon seems to appear only slightly

As if camera shy

But the stars aren't

Nah they are prevalent in the sky tonight

Its as if time has predestined this moment for you and I

And then we...

Or.

 

We're in a cinema

Watching a sappy love movie

My heads resting gently upon your collar bone

I glance up slowly to see your face

Whilst you glance down at mine

And then we...

Or.

 

We're at a party

Both a bit reckless

Stumbling through the vague darkness

We see eye to eye from a distance

Meet in the middle

Hug

And then as if in slow mo

we...

Or.

 

We're in a park at midnight

Laying on our backs side by side

Making patterns with the stars

I feel your eyes on me

And so I turn to see your face

And then we...

Or

 

Like a dream everything's perfect

The lighting

The scenery

The mood

We were about to

But then I woke up!

 

So I'm asking you now

Because that dreams got me wondering

Fumbling through the darkness of my mind

Groping everything to make sense of my dimmed autonomy

So

Can I have a taste of your saliva?

 

 

P'O

 

 

Author's Note

I would like your opinions and feedback on my poem, Thankyou =]

Reviews

[P'O]

aww thankyou =], was so nervous about posting this up coz the title's a bit 'out there' and its not the usual poem

[Elephants & Coyotes]

I absolutely love this!
No flowery words - only well-formed thoughts, reflected in a very unique and effective writing style.
Great piece!