That being said (or typed) I feel that I should also share one of my own poems with you.
This is christyb this is my first poem on my blog.
This is christyb I’m nervous.
Okay enough of this hesitation. Here goes (hold your breath and jump):
I put on my lip gloss
like I wear a coat,
hoping to shield my lips
like my body
from further contact with you.
It’s not like a plaid raincoat with
sash tied at the waist
(as is the current fashion),
no it’s my lips this time not my body.
I slather the yellow stick onto my lips,
first top then bottom, they are both mine
I beckon the thick wax:
please absorb your sweetness
the taste of your lips against mine.
a layer of paint
please cover my lips
my memories of you.
© 2012 Christy Birmingham