Love bites
A sinister shape in the
shadows
a feeling of fright in the
air
a phantom in white at my
window at night
letting me know that you
care
The moans and the groans in
the darkness
that fill me with dread and
despair
the wails and the screams
that invade all my dreams
the flailings that lay my
soul bare
The feel of your fangs at my
collar
the heart-staking stab of
your stare
the odor of death on
your skin and your breath
cara mia! your claws in my hair!
You're the nails on my
chalkboard, my darling
the essence of fear to my
scare
O the things that you do that
endear me to you!
My devil, my darkness, ma
chère.
Love & Snapdragons
These are the
snapdragons
I nursed back from
death –
they finally bloomed,
but only for a week.
I decided they’d
grow better
in deeper soil. This
required hours
of digging out
buttercups – those things
can really take
over, like bindweed.
I also planted my
one moonflower
for the year – the
last viable seed
from the handful you
gave me
some bright and
blooming year gone past.
Those other bulbs
are hyacinths –
I ‘m not sure yet
where – or if –
we’ll plant them – our
snapdragons
are in their third
year in temporary pots
It crossed my mind
that they might
become perennial
with the thermal
mass of the cement porch
and a brick planter
–
but that sounds like
a commitment
you’re not ready for
yet.
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