with sweet malice they slice
or soften the core.
the cutting scorn negated by pressing passions.
it speaks in vibration manipulation,
in movements of little flicks and grand scheme gestures,
gleams of glistening yearning and dripping in loathing.
languid loving then quick cutting,
crosshair and shooting
silver bullets with cupid’s arrows.
the body’s natural polygamous polyglot.
kissing lust into submission,
throwing sharp retorts of poison.
us animals licking the wounds of the full hearted.
the abhored and
as primal as the pulse,
he fell in love like the moon
her from the barrage of asteroids
she would never see.
her orbit was his and
she guided his path as long as they lived.
his iridescent gaze was hers.
he would guide her nights
and help find the lost parts of her
who would have thought that
astronomical love wouldn’t last forever?
no one knows how it happened;
some say she froze over,
others say he stopped protecting her
and she was hurt.
they’re still friends.
she’s on the self destructive path and he
can only watch on.
he still protects her,
but he could never get close and
protect her from herself.
You are the world. My
world can end with people’s words:
of course I am scared.