Temptations

oh, the sweet desires— a mouthful of strawberries, bursting juice draining into me. the luring temptation of the open road, when the open mouth smacks the call of my return, I seek the vibrant lush of your lips, with gouged eyes. each step closer to my full weakness, Medusa shatters in half at your sight. my own acidic salivation burns through me, and awakens me to the sight of exposed bones crawling out my limbs. death be me, and let life hang around my neck— or let me burn the wicker, of your heart's field that sets me free.