They always say

Till death do us part

I’ve always said till life do us part

And it did

I’ve been dead since then

What you see of me now

is just a formality

I'm always hiding

behind some mask.

Moulded as a happy smirk,

Hiding a sad soul.

i will kiss you /

in all the places

the light

/ doe s n't

Your enchantress of plenty,

I’m a demon of dreams.

My serpent tongue hidden

Behind alluring extremes.

You'll find no redemption

In the bane of my kiss

While the tempt of my caress

Leaves you drifting in bliss.

You're flying high on my touch

And craving my plague

As my toxins disgorged

Teach you to beg.

Laced sweet from my lips,

My venom will blind

As my saccharine tongue

Poisons your mind.

Depraved with desire

And ensnared in my web

You’re selling your soul

For the flow and the ebb.

Now, damned with the rest

For these affections you crave.

You will chase my seduction

Straight to your grave…

#poetry #succubus #isitgettingscaryyet

He couldn’t stand schizophrenic drugs.

He found they dulled the sharp edge of his creativity.

Prescriptions roadblocked his true intentions.

Now it’s impossible to write poems in lovers’ spurting blood!

Dear Forgetful Husband,

If you love me, please remind me to forget you have a nasty habit of leaving the toilet seat up. You can remind me by leaving it down so I don't fall in. Do that enough and I'll forget your habit. Thank you.

Sincerely, 

Wet (not the good kind of wet) Wife 

she lost

herself 

somewhere

along the way

her truth buried

six feet under

in a potter's field of lies 

For the friends I made

For the ones I would have

For the things I learned

For the things I would have

For everything and nothing

For time well spent

For the place that was home

I thank my good fortune

I stepped into Prose

I shall not spill a tear

For I shall leave you with smiles

May you write so brilliantly

That the Universe gasps in awe

May you make friends for a lifetime

And forever more...