Cherry
Poison on ones lips,
passed it's fearful taste to me,
blinding passion lingered
it's scent dreadfully.
Gripping ones tongue,
swallowing it whole,
a taste to acquire,
one I aspire to know.
The cherry dimensions of
ones mouth left upon my lips,
a distinctly burning scent passed
through just a kiss.
Trickling down my throat,
poison lingers through,
fearing every nasty taste of you.
Poison on your lips,
cherry on your breath,
releasing me from life,
end result, my death.
Copyright © Shelley-Ann Burtney | Year Posted 2011
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