I'm always fond of your crisp, tender writes.
:)

Jenni,

I have been trying to get to your poetry as soon as I can and honestly I didn't want to leave a one-liner because your pieces deserve much more. I am now in the mood of babbling and I hope I will make a bit of sense in my comment.
: )

I simply love this poem. All of your work I feel has that splendid flow to it and this one does as well, except that I find some sensuality here. And I like it. I like that you didn't title it 'yearnings' or 'longings', you kinda invented a word of your own that connected really well with what the content has to offer. I love the subtle, unintentional (obviously) little rhymes, the 'up' and 'cup' are my favorite rhymes, for some weird, odd reason. And the word 'coffee' is just too soft to be true. However, the 'my far too often' puzzled me at first. I was assuming you meant 'me' but again it didn't make sense. I love the image, don't get me wrong, but few hyphens would help? I wonder if it was 'my far-too-often-bitten lips' wouldn't it be more correct? Just a thought.

I really love the bit about him comparing you to a snowflake yet he never lets you in the cold. I have to admit I read LOTS of poems about snowflakes this week and I will only suppose that Andrea was feeling like Winter, haha. I loved the simplicity of describing warmth and smootheness in such a creative way.

'just like peeling
a strawberry to hide, that it did not
ripen yet.'

I guess this line is what made the poem for me. Such an imagination. Really, if I stumble upon a book with this line as a title, I would buy like 3 copies, haha. I love your concrete images! Way to go. I was, whatsoever, a tad distracted in the end. I didn't know what you meant by the poem as a whole...like he nuzzles you then take your purity away with a smirk? Kinda messed up a bit. I would be glad if you explain.

I like your ending. Like the word 'whisk' and the very last line. Wise. ;)
I would of nominated this already but I'm waiting for Thursday to decide! Haha.
Well-done, Jennifer. Always a pleasure to read you.

Jen when I first read this I was like damnnnn she stepped it up a level with this piece. Loved it, loved the sensual and naughty side to this that we were talking about it..I was so wrapped up in the wording of this piece I ignored it, then the third time I read it, I was like omg..spicey lol

I enjoyed reading this, I liked the use of the strawberry I thought this made it quite unique. Good ending also.

Your title choice was excellent as it it very eye catching!

The ending is stellar.Sublime piece.

This is so meaningful I love it jen the words were beautiful and powerful

Very well written

Awesome poem Jen...I loved everything about this piece and the last 2 lines were a powerful way to end. This is a gorgeous poem Jen. Well done.

This was sensual without overdoing it. I imagined you in the kitchen..first thing in the morning when you are both still sleepy and yet he still appreciates you without a word being spoken. As breakfast progresses so does the story...you leave a lot to the imagination and that's what makes this poem so very good.

I whisk the embarrassment off
my cheeks and sway your way
^^^^

Jeeezzzz...I just loved those lines haha!!!

Congrats, sweet thing <3 :)

Great win, well done...an awesome awesome write
x

Awesome one jen...really meaningful

Love the whimsical and brash nature of this poem. It is written with honesty and portrays true lust without being offensive. I enjoyed it greatly and congrats on the win.

Love the feeling and the flow here....it was a calming and intriguing write. You put so much meaning into it!

Congrats on the win! Thanks for sharing :]

Congratulations on a well deserved win Jenni :-)

Andi read me this poem tonight and I really like it. It's different, but it was a poem that my old mind can understand and it made me smile. You wrote a wonderful poem.

I'm sorry it takes so long for me to comment on your poems.

the second stanza is my favorite; I feel like I should have written that lol. It shows how this said person loves the persona in this piece, yet it is so subtle and very unique.
Lovely ending too, Jenni. I'm glad this won. Congrats! Keep it up. :)

This poem has all the elements a good poem should have. The imagery is clear and lovely. I'm very impressed and moved by it. Well done. I can't wait to read what's next!

"Sometimes you compare me to a snowflake, delicate and unlike any other, yet you do not keep me in the cold." my favorite part ^__^

I'm sorry, Jenni. I have failed to comment on this since until now...very rude of me.

After I read this, I wondered if it was a love poem. It seems like it is to me, but I may be wrong. You have written certain parts here that made me think that you were addressing a lover because of the way you wrote it...

I love this whole poem, actually.

'Whenever you nestle up against
your coffee cup and undress me
with your gaze, I melt at the notion
of you mending my far-too-often-
bitten lips.'

^ This is a beautiful beginning...I melted right along with you ^.^
Not only is this beautiful, but it also tells the reader about you...when you get nervous, you bite your lip? I would assume that this was about you, but I may be wrong...anyway biting the lip is a well known nervous habit, just like biting your nails, but I like that you used this one instead of the latter :) makes it more appealing.

'Sometimes you compare me
to a snowflake, delicate and
unlike any other, yet you do not
keep me in the cold.'

^ Beautiful. Extremely beautiful...
I have to say that this is my favorite stanza right here :) I know that the topic was snowflakes, so I love it anyway because of that, but I mostly love it because of the way you compared yourself to a snowflake. Usually, people use the cold aspect of it when talking about it in poems, but you used the warmth side, if that makes sense.

'For your thoughts nuzzle my skin
as though you take my purity
and smirk, just like peeling
a strawberry to hide, that it did not
ripen yet.'

^ I never knew a strawberry could be peeled...we always buy them at a grocery store, so all you have to do is just cut off the green stem part, and then it is ready to eat...maybe things are different there?
I am just picking stuff that I like out of your poem, so there is no real critique here :) sorry you have read this whole thing for nothing...but I like the word 'nuzzle' in this stanza...it is such a warm word.

'I whisk the embarrassment off
my cheeks and sway your way
because I'd rather get burnt
by the sun than freeze in the shadow.'

^ Beautiful! Especially the last line :)

Like I said, I think this is more of a love poem, than a miscellaneous one, but that is just by reading it. I don't know if it was exactly about a lover, but it seemed like it was pretty close to one. I have nothing to tell you except that, and the only thing I could do was praise it :)

Excellent - I am glad that this won...here, and in the challenge.
5/5

This metaphoric poem was a pure delight!

It reminds me of a woman blushing, I could actually see the sweet innocence within her as she is expressing how this person makes her feel.

"Whenever you nestle up against
your coffee cup and undress me
with your gaze, I melt at the notion
of you mending my far too often
bitten lips."

I adored the word usage and the use of biting her lips, gives me the feeling of her nervousness. Really adore this piece, and felt it deserved to be highlighted. Well Done Jenni