As the fading light filtering through forest leaves
Catches the glint and click of scales trailing down the arch of my back,
You look into the eyes of the serpent who weaves
And hisses lost words as the burning Sun turns to black.
Distant pink thunder clouds moan and howl when I realize you are looking me through,
Raking at my curves in the dirt, relishing in my eternal torment.
How could you forget your fragile body? Ignore my twisted lust for you?
In the depths of my scabbed mouth, I steal from the electric air your scent:
An aroma of blackbirds and swans, creaking wood beneath our feet as we dance.
Smells only the most cunning snake could catch on the tip of her tongue.
Memories from a heartbreak ago fall to me with each fat raindrop; I remember the venom of our romance,
The curious ailment that is love when you are young.
Blurs of intertwining bodies flash before my slit-like eyes.
My fangs taste your sweet flesh; in this life I am again your demise.
