03 April 2021 Saturday Poetry Prompt: say that again?
once he summoned the nerve to square-up and declare himself, upon opening his mouth, cloudy cat’s-eye marbles and blue morpho butterflies spilled from his pressed lips- Barry Dawson IV “Tasty Quid Pro Quo”
Spilling from his pressed lips
Malbec lingering on his palette
grazing her soft skin
lingua like butterflies tickling…