Kiss, you may sometimes kiss me this way, kiss
soft nibbles in my neck’s valleys, sigh, soft.
Bliss breath deep, gently kiss my lips of bliss
waft wineberry whipped cream on my skin, waft.
Dip your finger in cream’s slow lick, groan, dip,
swill wine, wow, drench your hot lips, kiss me, swill.
Grip small ice cube in your mouth, now wide grip
thrill, pass your ice with French freeze kissing thrill.
Turn, this Sonnet’s buzzing my kiss to turn
time, mine to rest rouge lips on your neck, time.
Yearn, hum behind your ear I gently yearn,
sublime moan vibrates love and lust sublime.
Shadow, these kisses styled in night’s shadow
window, you may cheek kiss in day’s window.
Karin Anderson copyright 2010
Shadow Sonnet, seems very difficult to achieve, but you of course have made it look easy. I will try this form and am thank for accomplished poets like you who expose us to the many possibilities before us.