Dawn’s Electric Kiss

dawn quietly carefully
tiptoed across the sheets
revealing my alabaster skin
naked greedy flesh
hungry for you
shivering anticipating
quaking and aching for your touch
taste my sweet lips
electric kisses and swollen tongues
exposed soft breasts
heaving and bruised
greeted the rising moon
much like my heart
and yours

tara caribou | ©2020

This can be found in my poetry book, Fallen Star Rising.

23 Comments on “Dawn’s Electric Kiss

      • Hi Tara, I doubt very much, it was a real flop, not many sales, it’s available for free now and not very many downloads either. If ever my other books become popular and it starts getting downloaded I would consider, I have several different ideas on the go at the moment, 3 books started at 1000 to 2000 words, hard to commit the time though

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        • No. It’s close though. I’ve had a few things come up this last, month and a half which prevented me from putting the final touches to hit the publish button, but soon(ish)….


  1. Awesome imagery, as always! I really like the personification of dawn in the first couple of lines. Or could it be that Dawn is perhaps an actual person? Very nicely done!

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    • hehe! I left that up to interpretation! But originally I had written this in three parts (of a day: dawn, midday and evening, but felt it didn’t add to what I wanted to convey and out came the black marker to cross out 60% of the poem lol) Thanks so much for reading.

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