Black Widow

Black Widow "Breathe dear Francis. Exhale your frost. Your touch is mist. Icy and long." I remember the days. Smells of coffee beans. Little cups. Saucers to match. Roses hang. Upside down. Eternally dark. Brittle thorns. I remember, Your hands in my hair. Your breath; Tickling my neck. You purchased. Evening gowns. To dazzle. To entrance. I believed. Your sweet words. I believed. Your dazzling romance. I recognized. Your betrayal. I saw. Deceitful stares. The whispers. Came alive inside. Telling truth. Of your intent. So eat! French dessert. My hands Have prepared. Then patiently, I will wait. Until sleep Becomes present. Rest now. Inside this, Cold box. A frosty hold! Kenneth Kerry.