Love is a word I leave for myself.
I am grateful for you,
my mirror honored for the reflection you trust enough to share.
Spider sense tingles,
I might lean in for a kiss, today
{perhaps tomorrow}
Present presence,
Perhaps a red delicious lover
{but not a core}
Care for my darkness, even in the light
{with no bite}
you could be awarded the single jeweled crown.
Though, I have no urgency in lifting the glass exhibit case.
If I don’t follow the progression,
If I dishonor the quivering,
closed-throat moments
heart racing moments
wishing it were over whispers.
Incumming! Incoming!
Seeds of arsenic
Taste the darkness
I sunk my teeth in too deep
Awake with anger
Cues of havoc
In my honored private place.
It’s time to rest, don’t feed the evil Queen.
{I am sorry she poisoned you}
It’s time to rest, forget all we’ve seen.
first published Truly U Review, July 2019
Hokis | Poetry 