Red

You were a flavour 

Sweet,

Then sour,

Then bitter.

Soft at first, the stolen looks, slow but wide 
And the red and white. 
The peppermint green, the saccharine 
Of your eyes as your lips peppered my world with sweetness

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My rosy lips that touched the decadent crimson glow 
Grasped in the palm of my white knuckle hand
The steady verdant gaze of my love, not yet a stranger. 

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And I bite, no longer red and white
No true love’s sweet kiss
I do not know that anymore
Wrapped up tight in a facade 
Foil and a ribbon 
A pretty little prison.

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Unravel me in your poisonous kiss,
Lifeblood is fading 
Will not I scream
Enveloped by an inescapable dream
This cannot be living 

-

There is nothing more of me to take 
I have been devoured 
If I am to be nothing
Let me be yours
Just red
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Rodgers Avatar
February 13, 2024 at 7:13 AM
Welcome Alana to PS! What a captivating, visceral journey through a dark, twisted love affair. The use of color strikes a chord, starting with innocence and descending into the suffocating of the bitter end. The shift brilliantly contrasts the false appearance of happiness with the trapped reality. The ending, is both chilling and heartbreaking, summing up the complete loss of self within this destructive love. Your poem is beautifully crafted and emotionally raw. - Blessings, Daniel
Agustin Avatar
November 21, 2023 at 6:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
Jones Avatar
November 19, 2023 at 5:40 PM
When one is hopelessly devoured by love. In love and angst. Engaging if heart breaking.
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