Friday, April 10, 2015

Kiss of Death

Toxic, sweet poison
Without thought
Or even simple resolution
Kiss your lips
Supple and pure
My incurable lure
Your words slipping past
My concrete lines
My thoughtful land mines
It's not on purpose
I push you away
Things of you
I don't easily understand
Standing on the outside
Looking in
I shout and shake your cage
In a thoughtless rage
In an attempt to
Explain all the love
That I simply have never known
That no one took the time
In my near and distant past
Has ever shown
I kiss your words
Hold 'em deep
Praying my poison
In you
Does not seep

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