A challenge from Bear to use the words cherry lips in a poem
Here goes.

Cherry Lips

As we lie here in this secluded place,
far from our hectic day to day, 
your lips, cherry stained,
taste mine
as we share more than 
just the picnic lunch.

© Ellie Maziekien

061502



	479. Untitled - June 15, 2002

	Cherry lips 
	become the point
	of focus
	for all the sunlight
	peeking through
	the dappled shade.

	Pressing a string of kisses
	against barren skin,
	the rouge cerise smudges
	slowly
	until it traces
	the hallows of the flesh.