Smitten

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 She flowed like a river of grace
 Until that water turned to flames
 Reversing her course of direction  
 Spilling over on my appreciation  
 
 As the taste of her brackish kiss
 And its burn lingers on my dry lips
 Much like her caustic words still do  
 Here deep within my inflamed heart  
 
 Oh how bitter a love can become
 Changing sweetness into vinegar  
 Eclipsing a sun- with true darkness
 Replacing warmth with frigidness
 
 Blind love hides the true motivation
 Of a serpents intention… until bitten
 
 Poet of the Light © 2020

Published by Poet of the Light

I’m a deep visualizing poet creating particular facets, not only line by line, but even the shades and innuendo's between them; to the point that, I can get so comfortably caught up in my imaginations first imperfect draft that I sometimes just move in to stay there… rhetorical, spelling, grammar, mechanics be damn, nothing in life is that perfect. I don’t need tailor made, I need someone/something to fit well enough that it becomes fashionable for me to wear well. I don’t need to pretend to know everything and I resist pontificating those things I’m well versed in. I'm just a simple romantic at heart waiting on a perfect storm to completely sweep over me like a gentle fresh dawn. In the meantime, I write meaningful (to me) poetry from my heart and share it here. I tend to approach everyone a friend, until they demonstrate something different. I enjoy having creative exchanges with other like minds artist, writers. Thank you for reading, commenting and your visit. I appreciate all the feedback (good or bad) you care to offer. Feel free to reach out by email for private exchanges if you wish.

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8 thoughts on “Smitten”

  2. It’s like a mix of dark chocolate and milk chocolate… Swirling around in my mouth. I love both. But then, it’s sweet sometimes.. Bitter other times. Hmm. I need to get an éclair now, if you will excuse me! 😉

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