Poem 022 – Bitter Sweet Bliss

He whispered my darling through the lush of his lips,

Delicious words that scorched; burned bittersweet bliss.

He spoke my love with such tender release,

Numbed my conscience the ravenous marvelous tease.

He said my love in sultry stoic pleas,

Gunning heart and soul and mind with ease.

Then he hissed as he kissed, like a beast did he spit,

A poisonous, venomous cruel disease.

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