Blood And Wine - Poem by Lucifera Santez
There you stand
And here I fall,
My shouts grow hoarse,
But you don’t come back at all.
Sun may give you a halo,
But it sure ain’t all holy,
The way you discard me after my use,
More like week old rotten strawberry.
Oh darlin’ your kisses taste bitter,
And those lies are too sweeter,
Spoil the taste of my mouth,
Might as well write,
The saga of your faithlessness with glitter.
My taste is like blood,
And you taste of wine,
I might be your addiction,
A shot of pure adrenaline.
You let me drag you down,
You come willingly I must say,
And that mask you shield yourself with,
Melts like ice cream in hot May.
So maybe we are demons,
Or ghosts of love neglected,
Maybe we were shot by cupid’s arrow,
And that’s why we are connected.
Doesn’t matter what we say,
‘Cause this is something we could never understand,
So why fight it so badly,
I muse as I take you by your hand,
Leading to a world of passions,
Some healthy, some too addictive,
Who are we to deny them?
If we do wont we be vindictive?
So just let go,
Trust me on this,
We may be poison,
But we are gonna feed each other bliss…………………………
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