Remember?
That day you tripped
And somehow face-pined
Into the bowl of pineapple chunks
You red-faced in embarrassment
Me red-faced in pining
For the sacred sweet of your lips
Made more so by the juices dripping
I realized then
You tripped
But I
Fell
dVerse ~ Poets Pub | Quadrille #182: Are You Pining for Poems?
For this week’s Quadrille, Dee (aka WhimsyGizmo) has us pining for a quadrille, a poem of exactly 44 words not including the title, but must include some form of the word “pine” as a noun, verb, or adjective. Or play around with it and invent your own word.
Raivenne-lations 
Oh my, quite embarrassing. Yet it seems to work out in the end. Nicely done.
That it did. Thank you!
Love the play in those last lines! And awesome use of the word in so many different ways.
Thanks, De. The prompt was surprisingly versatile.
Clever, fun play of words. I would fall too (from embarassment).
Thanks!
oooh. So clever.
Thank you.
beautiful and sexy! love this ❤
~David
* curtsies * Thank you!
Oh… love the wordplay, and falling means so much more than tripping.
Yes, it does. Thank you, Björn.
I love the play on words!
Thanks!
falling for the taste of those lips – a fun unique take on the prompt
Thank you, Laura!
Those last lines are great
Thank you!
Image + Quadrille = a wonderful read today!
Thanks, Helen!
The ending made me smile… what a wonderful journey from embarrassment to affection.
Thank you!
Sexi.