Poison to the Parched

My heart's secrets 
Spill as viscous substance
The seal split
Purity spoilt
From your poison in my veins.

Slowly I sip
From tainted ambrosia
Interludes of ecstasy 
Amidst a transient 
Shimmering surface.

I swallow you like sugar
Tempting and exquisite
Fleeting pleasure quenched 
You rot my insides out
As I plead for more. 

Rebecca .A. Huxley

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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