poetry of the Dark, Erotic, Violent, Religious & Macabre

Bee

your venomous virgin honey

still reeks

devastation on my soul;

 

pinions that once flailed

so luminously

have lost their essence

to the dark of your blackened thrill

still embedded within my heart,

the same heart you wielded your

false love around and oppressed

to a bloodied pulp

still remains an open wound

where your treacherous stinger

impelled and splintered and died,

raping me of any hope. . .for love

 

for you

 

 

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One response

  1. Powerful! You capture very raw feelings in your writing. I love the ending.

    Like

    August 18, 2014 at 8:42 am

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