He told her all those things that young men with black
hair falling across steaming eyes say when they want to -
He told her she had stars in her eyes, her hair was silk
wound through his hands that would caress, cherish, protect
and love - a poetic passionate –promissary note pressed
and love - a poetic passionate –promissary note pressed
under a canopy of flowers smiling straight into her eyes -
She believed it all
She believed it all
drank every syllable
as honey
drawn
plump simple bee
into
the Venus fly-trap
luring her with love
holding her by the vows –
as honey
drawn
plump simple bee
into
the Venus fly-trap
luring her with love
holding her by the vows –
Venus fly-trap pulsing,
choking life from love –
as she lingered
far too long-swallowed
by his rage-
far too long-swallowed
by his rage-
murdering
naiveté…
LOVE that Venus fly trap visual, Pearl.
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