Smile #7

The Dragon and the Asp

 

It has been made quite evident, what your
        intentions are.

You would tie me to your stake.
You would leave me here to burn.

        I see them rather plainly
        every time  you cock your head to the left
        like that and smile—

   off-kilter like, you know?
                              sort of
Left of center. 

You are

         A little shy of carcinogenic.
         A little less than copacetic.
         A little arrhythmic arrhythmia

that makes my heart beat faster. All
         out of sync.

         You make  me worry a bit,
         about the future.

         About my reproductive organs.

I also worry for you. Might be you've bitten
off more than you can chew, love.

         I respect our differences. 

         Mine is a slow venom. A warm and
         not unpleasant death.
         Yes. Your
         roar is deafening.
         Alright. Your
         teeth are sharp.

But fire,

love,

fire I can handle.

                                                                                                                                               

Literární talent. Inspirace. Ááá, chci psát, bojim se, že ztrácim drive. Rozhodně ztrácim čas. Vlastně se dostatečně nesnažim. Ale... jsem v klidu. Jo? Asi jo.