Wednesday, February 22, 2006

Panty Hose Lips

Her lips
were like worn out red panty hose,
grainy,
tasteless,
floppy around a kiss.
My mouth wanted fire!
I got gum-slime, and
a pre-view of geriatric sex.

16 comments:

Anonymous said...

Okay, I now forbid you to use the term "geriatric sex" in a poem ever again.:)

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

I'm with Aurora! :)

Nick Zegarac said...

I've always suffered from the misconception that the purpose of poetry is to invigorate the world through youth, beauty and the joy of romance. Thank you for proving me wrong. Geriatric sex? E-yuck!

Pat Paulk said...

OK, you young wupper snappers, your day is coming!!!!!!

ardi k said...

I'm with you, Pat. The term may not be so romantic, but the closer I get, the sweeter the act. Young is in the heart and mind.

Irene Latham said...

ahhh... a poet with personality. :)
Good stuff.

polona said...

For some reason I've never been a poetry fan... guess I'll have to change my mind :)
I'll be around...

Pat Paulk said...

Thanks ardi, reniebob, and plona for vindicating me with my "so-called" friends. Thanks for coming by!

Pat Paulk said...

Sorry, polona.

Pat Paulk said...

Thanks Dustin!

J.B. Rowell said...

And I thought stubble kisses were bad . . .

:)

Unknown said...

Oh ick! I think I'm scarred for life now.

Pat Paulk said...

j.b., never having kissed stubble, I would think the above is worse. Christine I always wanted to scar some young woman's soul. I'm not sure this is what I had in mind.

Borut said...

Like it or not. Quite a feat. Kissing the passing...

floots said...

above my computer is a picture of an eleven year old me
he didn't think people over twenty had sex

i'm now in my fifties
and
saying nothing

:)

Pat Paulk said...

Borut, passing is better than past. floots I'm not smart enough to say nothing. I want all these "youngsters" to know what they have to look forward to!