The Poison Poem by Mason Carter
The Poison
The winged Cupid held it high in the heavens,
Aromatic pedals of black roses in its odour.
Mesmerizing, bewitching and hypnotizing.
A spellbound soul on the Plutonian shore.
Long since the poisoned spirit liberates itself,
From stains of the terrifying deep inner core,
Through a blaze that ignites the soul inside,
Into the nirvana which thy fragrance bore.
- Mason Carter
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