Claret Addictions

we mingle breath,

 you bleed me with life 

your sweet essence 

running through

 every vein of my being

you exhale and my chest heaves

you taint me with your fluid

 then lick it from my backbone

weakened by pumping reperations 

 i'm illicit liquid at your feet

your scars deepen my pain

i seek out antidotes for 

this affliction 

to alleviate my addiction 

all for naught

under your spell

  whimsy, death and hallelujah

 

poisonous mushroom

 winds slam into me

when your day turns somber

crimson between us adulterates

me muted granite

 my cry of blood tears

afraid to venture into the realm

 of a time when you cut me out

i exist to transpire...

compulsion of desire overrules

need for my own life supply

breathe your scarlet air

 until the dark tsunami

toxoid venom in the veins

 of lustful anticipations

for now i'll sip your blood

 and languish

 in the pools of your desires

under your spell 

of fatal attraction

till you cut/

 the bane

 of my

 existence

Author's Note

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Photo, music and words were amazing.
"poisonous mushroom
winds slam into me
when your day turns somber"
Funny how poetry had turn to vision and sound. My next step will be you tube. I like the way you led the reading in this poem. I like the closing line. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

And I'm loving this review, thanks Coyote.

[s y e]

Well this was..... Awesome blossom!
You always give us another way to look at things in different aspects.

If what I said up there ^^^^^ is right, then shoot me now cause I sound grown up! LOL

[Frieda P]

*sheds a tear* my baby noodles is growing up. ha you wish !!

[s y e]

Hahaha *hands tissue* so I'm guessing I'm wrong -_- well damn me then

[Frieda P]

No you're not wrong, that made perfect sense, you're just not grown up! ;-P

[s y e]

Oh good! :-) I feel smart and bummer -_-

[Frieda P]

You don't wanna be a grown up, it's hard work...just enjoy being a wee noodle while you can! ;-D

[s y e]

Bahahaha, I am! :-P

[Sami Khalil]

You don,t just explain all sorts of addiction in a realistic , truthful way but you keep us addicted to your persona and writes . Well done as always ....

[Frieda P]

You are too kind Khalil, thanks so much for your sweet words.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome dear one ...:)

[Baby Ricochet]

WOW! Sounds like one of my X playmates

[Frieda P]

My condolences...

[David Scott]

Your ability to express emotion and the yin/yang of love and passion is ever a work in evolution of thought and artistic expansion.
The want of the pleasure, the fear, the need, the openness with the hidden rooms still locked away.
Perfect signal to keep things mixed up...
You always give a new look at things.

[Frieda P]

I really love your response to this one David...you read me so well. I may like you a bit after all. ;-)

[quinfinn]

i agree with kublakahn on this one...i am still waiting to exhale here...you gotta give us time to breathe with these writes, oh pickled one....this is so intense it denies the privilege.....awesome write..

[Frieda P]

ha I hear ya but I'm out of control, always do whatever I do to excess, I'm an addict no matter what it is...coffee, cigs, love, work, poetry. Breathing is overrated anyway! I wrote 3 last night in my mania! lol
Glad you liked it, so the crazy continues.... ;-P

[quinfinn]

as you desire.....pray continue

[Frieda P]

Ha, like I wasn't....did you move to a new place yet?

[kublakhan27]

*Deep breath*...whew...

[Frieda P]

Might you need mouth to mouth? ;-P

[kublakhan27]

It couldn't hurt ;P