Sap
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I could see
How sweet and lovely
This idea filling my head
Perhaps, naivety was the bestower
I ignored the acerbic taste
The pungent smell
How touching it felt like shard of glass
Was layered thick by guilt
Guilt I could not wash away
Like sap
So sticky and strongly bound
I didn’t feel the repulsive sap cover me
All but my eyes
I only felt honey
Buttery and rich
I was drowning
I let myself drown
In her hair, eyes, skin
In her empty promise
In sweet nothings
In a voice I had truly never heard
Stuck
I let my fingers sink in
Nose
Mouth
All but my eyes, looking up at a lie
Which seemed so real
My eyes succumbed too
Safe
I felt such a warm safety
Honey doesn’t crystalize if it’s kept warm
I was warm, lured in such a sense of security
Her touched warmed me
But I was drowning in sap
It ended hard, cold, painful
I could smell
Taste
Feel
And worst of all
I could hear
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p.n. [poet's note]; told ya it was weird, don't judge me.
also, @ fairytalehoney06, this isn't about you if that's what you thought.
