I delight whenever you can cover me in your kisses
But your smile is what my heart most misses
And as twilight descends
Another day away from you ends
With lovely thoughts of you filling up my head
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Inspired by the painting, In Bed, The Kiss, by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec.
She was a real tasty candy apple treat
Loved by all the men she’d often meet
Subtly sexy and radiating desire
Just what every man sought, wanted, and required
But there was a secret which she kept hidden
Something about her, so temptingly forbidden
One nip from her and they’d finally understand
Vampires always have the upper hand
© 2018 Michelle Cook
For a month of writing prompts, click here; Coffin Candy
Plump and provocative
Was all he ever saw
Her luscious curves
Were the only real draw
He said he cared for her
And wanted her for his own
Then another woman appeared
And his cover was blown
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: Plump and provocative
Your smile is like a September sunrise
The warmth of it permeates to my very core
And with every amusing expression you give me
I can’t help but want you more
Butterflies appear out of nowhere
Whenever you’re around
And sometimes I’m afraid you’ll disappear
If I dare breathe or make a sound
You’re like a wonderful dream
Seeming too perfect to actually be true
But my hope is that all my September’s
Will now be more resplendent because of you
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: September sunrise
She heard him stumble in
Smelling of smoke and cheap wine
It was half past two
And he had crossed the line
She’d been sound asleep
In such peaceful repose
Then he staggered in
And began licking her toes
She tried to be nice
Even gave him a quick wink
But she was tired of his shenanigans
Whenever he would drink
So she rolled right over
And ignored his advances
He needed to learn
There were only so many chances
© 2018 Michelle Cook
*This is Petunia’s side of the story, you can find Peter’s here.
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