A Lost Memory In Time

A Lost Memory In Time

I’m sorry my fire was weak 
Your tongue is swift as sand in the wind 
It’s hard to breathe with concrete in your lungs 
I wish you could see 
What your words have done to me. 

Running from hungry wolves on a mountain my eyes got blurry 
I felt her shapeshifting fury 
Painting her nails with my blood 
Curling her hair with my bones 
A succubus to the highest order. 

You saw what you wanted in that old picture 
I tell the truth with scorpions in hand 
You grant wishes like a blind man in heat 
Don’t forget that kiss we shared 
It was easy to laugh when I was silent 

Remember the fog that seeped in our castle? 
It started to feed 
I started to need 
Love. 

© 2017 Randle Allshouse Jr.