She Didn'T Mean It
like flowers
in a zephyr of spring
she danced
in love's blossoms
she loved him
as much as any
inexperienced lover could
with all of her heart
she'd even die for him
oh how she giggled
...teasing about a text
from an ex lover
in a cute little way
inquisitively waiting
for his response
hoping his love was true
as any young lover would
...she knew how she felt
she would die for him
she watched
as his eyes grew
not amorously
as she expected
but anomalously
to the point of rage
she feared his touch
his hands seemed less tender
less loving than before
his eyes
more piercing
than she recalled
she watched
as he became enraged
someone she hated
she said she'd die for him
she didn't mean it
literally
...she died by him instead
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2020
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