The memory of it still lingers
Like sticky nectar on our fingers
Made the more so in summer’s heat
From the vain attempts to sluice
Our chins of honeyed peaches juice
But in a moment replete
Under the fading eye of Sol
We heed the thrill to shun control
The stolen kiss even more sweet
dVerse Poets Pub | Poetics: Prelude to a Kiss
Today at dVerse the challenge from Kim (Kim881), is to write a poem about kissing, a special kiss that still haunts you, a peck, a snog, a kiss hello or a kiss goodbye. Whatever it is, try to capture the wordless intimacy of the act.
And this stolen kiss comes via the Nove Otto
The Nove Otto poetry form is a nine-lined poem with 8 syllables per line (isosyllabic). The rhyme scheme is as follows: aabccbddb
The first stolen kiss this evening, Raivenne, and I’m impressed that it comes via the Nove Otto. I love the rhymes and the metaphor of honeyed peaches and sticky nectar.
Thank you, Kim!
You’re more than welcome!
I think that those stolen kisses are the ones we remember most… very good.
Yes, they are – Thank you, Björn.
Oh those stolen kisses are unforgettable! As is this poem 😍 Beautiful work done, Raivenne. 💘💘
Thank you, Sanaa.
Love the stolen kiss is a poetic form specially this part: sticky nectar on our fingers.
So sensual and decadent, great write! 🔥
Why thank you, Tricia.
My pleasure! 💝
Oh so romantic!
Thank you. M Jay.
Those stolen kisses stay with us forever… I love this form. You made it flow so well.
Thank you, Colleen!
You’re most welcome.