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caterpillars, cocoons & butterflies

Not Even An Angel

 

Devil invites me inside

His turquoise chocolate house

Guides me by the hand

And lays me down without

A blink, he smiles sweetly

I’m afraid but I trust him

Completely

Naively

 

He smells my satsuma skin

Tucking my hair behind my ear

Holding me close against him

Encouraging me to

Whisper, still smiling

On coffee leather chairs

Smooth velvet skin

Reveals

 

Devil runs his warm hands

Down my nervous naked spine

Shiver in my bones

Conscious of being shy

But I melt away

Baring my awkward body

Defenceless

Trusting

 

He breathes me inside of him

Intuition breaks my mood

There is something

Just not quite right

Hesitate

Can’t work it out

Pre-meditated

Attack

 

Devil tries to take my mind

Off the noise that startled

Me from the other side

It’s nothing

Just you and me

You

And

Me

 

Except intuition knows

I’m facing an ordeal

Never repeated to a human soul

Words do not escape

Do not form on my tongue

To even express

Broken

butterflies

 

I see two pairs of eyes

And then bodies bolt out

Of the strawberry jam door

Through my naked tears

Falling on to my naked

Trembling skin

I scream at the devil

I runaway

 

I gather my scattered

Shattered self

I’m crying

I’m screaming

I’m cursing

Cold

Black

Murder

 

Not even an angel

Can take that once

Sweet like chocolate

Cold stone heart

Of menacing

Violating

Humiliation

Away.

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  semisoet wrote @

deep. very good.


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