Poison

When a woman knows a man is bad for her, she sees all kinds of red flags, but she can't stop sipping the poison.

I know you’re bad for me

The red flags are flying…

But I can’t fight this feeling

The fondness is intensifying…

I’ve even seen the poison

Seeping from your lips…

It was red and fragrant

Alluring as it drips…

I’ve been entranced in your gaze

Captive in your eyes…

There is just no escape

I’m anchored here paralyzed…

Your words are smooth like honey

Delectable to the ears…

One drop of your voice

Can swiftly switch gears…

Your fingers are magnetic

Evoking silent utters…

Rendering a body helpless

When they meet flesh it thunders…

A quake so strong

It shifts the earth…

But I can’t lie

Ooo how it hurt…

To get so many emotions

From one living being…

Is truly a mystery to me

My defenses are fleeing… fleeing…

You’re killing me slowly

But damn baby I love it…

You’re my personal poison

I hate to admit it…

You’re my reality

You blur the lines…

You’re also my fantasy

My rhythm and rhymes…

`You’re the forbidden apple

Swaying to and fro in the wind…

Enchanting to my eyes

Like the snake you descend…

With your verbalizations

Hypnotizing my common sense…

Imprisoning my judgments

This connection is past intense…

Baby you must be supernatural

‘Cause this is beyond my realm…

I find myself climbing you

Like and ancient mystifying elm…

If your roots could talk

The stories they’d tell…

Of all the damsels

Your poison has dragged to hell…

And though your venom moistens

To make its entrance smoother…

You’ll always and forever be my poison

My mental and spiritual abuser…

Author's Note

Whatever you think!

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Beautiful. Had the feel of a song. Would be amazing verbal poetry. I felt the want and the need in every words. The poetry held my attention to the last words. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[fireangelpoet]

Thank you for the review...

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[Lorry]

You put into words what we can all relate to, (men too) :)
We are all moths to loves flame, and all been burned by getting too close. Maybe that's what happened to the phoenix :)

[fireangelpoet]

Tee hee, maybe so, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Thanks for the review.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

the tree of knowledge helps us only after the fact---we have bitten the poison apple of love....but despite the signs....we keep eating it....and the pain increases....

we love without borders, without fear of consequence....and finally get thrown out of the garden.

[fireangelpoet]

Yes we do, thanks for reading....

[John the Baptist]

Painful to read. This one is headed for a train wreck.

[fireangelpoet]

Yeah pretty much... Thanks for reading...

[Nipplegrinder]

Damn! This is intense. I love the single line delivery. Keep writing, new friend. I'll keep reading.

[fireangelpoet]

Lol, thank you very much, glad you enjoy!