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Bitten talons snatch out
the cotton in your candy,
dipped in acid,
they claw at your bile duct.

"Come play awhile?" I ask
with eyes aflame and a daggered throat,
hoping you say no
because your silky milk voice
won't turn this gold into straw.

"In distress," you say,
"Is how I like them.  With
a ripe pomegranete mouth open
and a torn seafoam dress,"
you serpent-tongued your lips,
"I've always wanted
to fuck Aphrodite."

Icicle teeth of mine melt away
to oil puddles dripping down my chin.
I swallowed my tongue
and you were pinned
by your rib.

Even I remembered when smiles
weren't pocked by impatience
and the sun glowed like the moon
everyday.
It's not that I didn't have anything to say.


I'm just scared of myself and of you.
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Vesiculae Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2005
I must show my respects to this. Hats off.

Did I ever mention that said "Girl of my Dreams" would actually be a better poet than I?

fave.
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seanna Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2005  Hobbyist Writer
[insert blush here]

Phh.
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completeaccident Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2005
Very little writing gives me the chills like this did. Your use of myth is clean and biting, I really like the way you utilize dialogue in your poetry, and you do a fabulous job of walking the fine line between 'lurid' and 'sterilized'. Huzzah for poetry with punctuation. :)
I would be scared, too.
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seanna Featured By Owner Jan 12, 2005  Hobbyist Writer
Why thank you, daaaaaaaaaaahling.
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