Love is Poison
I drank the wine
From your sweet lips
And felt the fire
From fingertips
That touched my soul’s
Intrinsic need
Digging deep
You made me bleed
With love’s unbridled
Deep despair
I searched your heart
And found you shared
The piece I thought
Was mine alone
My faith in you
Had lost its home
Where will all my passion rest
Who will take away my breath
What will satisfy my need
For you have caused this heart to bleed
By bending low to kiss
Your angel’s soft and waiting lips
With deception
©Kay Salady
Posted on January 18, 2013, in poetry and tagged deception, despair, faith, fingertips, fire, intrinsic need, kiss, lips, need, passion, wine. Bookmark the permalink. 3 Comments.
Exquisite.
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Thank you so much, Anders! xx
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You’re most welcome, dear. kay. hugs
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