Sweet Poison, Mine
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"I love you" moistens on your lips
I watch it, breathless, as it drips
Coating, sweet, my foolish heart
Now hopeless in its guileful grips.
Once, I trilled that phrase to you
Unsweetened, it was naught but true
Yet now there's bitter aftertaste
That whispers sourly ... of adieu.
How often have I played this game
And uttered myths, the very same
Fomenting, then, those like replies
That light the apt and artful flame?
I feign to count them in my head
Those subtle stories told instead
Of placing faith in righteous love
And by my honest heart, be led.
So, now the gambol's back to me
To teach its cold inclemency
Insuring then, the last guffaw
Will not be wasted on a plea.
You drizzle damp, the lie again
(It thus has ruined stronger men)
I swallow deep, the poison, mine
And tend my heart its last ... amen.
* FIRST PLACE in the "Love Poem" Poetry Contest, Heidi Sands, Sponsor. *
Copyright © Gregory R Barden | Year Posted 2017