3-Word Prompt: (And) You, Know, That
- mollycatlos
- 2 days ago
- 1 min read
You would think that your silence
Would smother my desire,
But your hiss is a breath
That ignites it again —
And the thought of
Your kiss is
Gasoline.
You slowly slither through the garden,
Admiring your estate while leaving
Embers and dust on everything
You touch, remembering only
What’s left in the good part
Of your memory.
The only apples
You offer are
Poisonous.
When you’ve burned down Eden
And all that’s left is the two
Of us, you’ll still be a snake
And I’ll still be naked. But
At least I know now that
Even when you shed
Your skin, it doesn’t
Mean you are
Renewed.
And you know that I love you.
