a kiss from my lips fills your hallow chasm
it drives you insane
it gets vile temptations to dart through your brain
my greatest victory is getting you to sip from my poisoned grail
drink it up
over and over again
how I love to intoxicate you
so I can be free
so I can inhale the sweet air you rob me of
how odd that the very hands that hold you at night
and the eyes that you ever so gracefully gaze into
are the same ones that are eager to keep you quenching your thirst
encouraging you to savour my addictive chalice
sipping from my toxic lips
I am a terror
I burn in the bitterest of winters
but I beg for your electric touches
that fire me up when I am low
and ignite me when I am high
I love to call you to my web
to wrap you in my silk
and drain you from your sweet, sweet blood
I am dangerous
and though it may not show from the quiver in my lip
or the sparks in my fingertips
it illuminates in my soul
I escape to you
when my heart craves for your embrace
when I need a backbone to fill my frame
and as soon as my desire is fulfilled
I disappear
just like a phantom
and while you ask me if I’ll ever come back
I smirk knowing that I’ll always return
I often reminisce upon your gallant promise
that we would soar
high in the dark night
to make the bodies below us tremble
in horror of the unknown
but I still fear
that when you stand before me
and tilt my head back ever so slightly
to lock your enticing eyes with mine
you see the cosmos hidden behind my dark pupils
and tremble
thinking to yourself
she is wicked
but when you make my ruthless barrier shatter
my purest being emerges
that craves for love and affection
and that houses no destruction or malice
I start to reciprocate your love
in ways I never allowed myself to
you leave me speechless
and I am left unable to crush your disfigured heart with my evil actions
I cannot fathom your eternal light
for it is embedded within me
and while you calm my sizzling flame
I then truly understand
that we, darling, are lethal
we kill with our venom
yet our hearts never divide
I am aware of our toxicity
but that is us
and how I love us
how I adore the madness of two
~ This poem was inspired by the GIF shown as the feature image. It is of two snakes that transform into humans and eventually kiss. I found this quite interesting because snakes are often portrayed as “two-faced” and untrustworthy. This was a bizarre idea to me, in that they immediately did something so intimate and pure. I decided to write this poem illustrating the concept that couples are often influenced or persuaded to “play games” with each other. Relationships are sometimes “on and off” or in other words, the participants sometimes act as couples and sometimes don’t. This reciprocates the GIF in that snakes are also “on and off” due to the fact that are deceitful. I described this idea as a game that people play thinking that it initiates love, and in some circumstances it does, but more than often love is definitely not one of the attributes that is developed. This is the way our sick, yet modernized society presents this emotion, therefore causing individuals to respond to the false characterization of love.