SHE WAS ENCHANTING, LIKE A MYSTICAL FAIRY
HER VEINS WERE A GOLDEN, SPARKLING ELIXIR
HER EYES WERE GLOWING WITH STARS IN THE NIGHT SKY
HER KISSES TASTE LIKE THAT OF THE SWEETEST FRUIT
HARVESTED ON A CRISP AUTUMN MORNING
SHE WAS CHARISMATIC, LIKE A DARING MERMAID
HER VEINS WERE A STUNNING, ELECTRIC BLUE
HER EYES HAD THE SWIRLING POOLS OF A SUNSET OCEAN
HER KISSES TASTE LIKE A TURQUOISE SEA SALT POPSICLE
MELTING ONTO YOUR HAND IN THE SUMMER HEAT
SHE WOULD HOLD MY HANDS AND TRACE MY SKIN WITH HER FINGERS...
HER TINY HANDS WOULD CUP MY FACE GENTLY AND SING LULLABIES...
"IF YOU ARE WITH ME, YOU ARE HOME...I AM YOUR HOME...IF YOU LOVE ME...YOU LOVE YOURSELF. I AM YOU.
BUT SOMETIMES...
HER VEINS WERE GREEN, PUMPING WITH JEALOUSY,
HER EYES WERE GLOWING WITH THE FIRES FROM TARTARUS ITSELF,
HER VOICE DRENCHED THE AIR AROUND US IN SCARLET RED,
AND HER LUSCIOUS BABY PINK LIPS WERE IN A SMIRK...
SOMETIMES SHE PULLED ME BY THE COLLAR OF MY SHIRT AND WHISPERED...
"YOU BELONG TO ME. YOU'RE MINE...I AM YOUR INSANITY...PSYCHOTIC, CRAZE-FILLED BLISS...I AM YOUR MIND..."
AND ALL I COULD DO WAS SMILE...
BECAUSE SHE WAS RIGHT...
SHE CONTROLLED ALL OF ME.
YOU ARE READING
ÉCLATANT | writing
Poetryyou! oh, maiden, who loves mysterious goddesses in the purple skies that steal hearts and smiles. chase down that ambrosia with silky nectar champagne. you'll become one of us! you're eating like the gods tonight.
