Venom
I kiss his soft lips
Inhale his scent
As I take another breath
Within his venom I went
His arms wrapped securely
Around my limp frame
He looked deep into my eyes
With spears and flames
With such compassion
Extreme grace
He stabbed my heart
With each touch to his face
My lungs expanded
With poison from his exhale
He never said a word
Just confiscated what was frail
Death is not was he seeks
Just to wound his prey
Beware of the venom
A kiss of death may be on it's way
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