Toxic Temptation
The sun kisses my skin, the gentle warmth granting me an eternal glow, for which I could be remained untouched. The sweet scent of fresh Hydrangea fills the air, as my body relaxes against the marshy path beneath me.
The peace of my meadow puts my hammering heart at ease.
Thoughts in my mind become much more hollow, and memories seemingly become much more clear.
As if I was awakened from an eternal slumber, where my eyes could finally see the bare truth.
I was entrapped in a lucid trance, lulled by the beauty of the meadows.
Flashes of his stone-cold face appears before me, his icy gaze sending chills down my spine in the most illicit way possible, that it made it difficult to turn away, nor did I really want to.
The smirk on those perfect lips should be labeled as a sin, for every movement was deadly and hypnotic.
Leaving me breathless when we lose ourselves to our religion.
As I reach up to touch him, to feel the soft skin of his cheek against the shaking palm of my hand.
The closer I seem to get, the farther he is until he finally disappears, like a mirage in a storming desert. My throat clenches tightly as if I were forced to swallow the blunt truth.
A coldness seeps inside my heart, which could only be dissipated by the heat of his touch.
I see colors, mostly red when I think about him, for it was him who ignited the flickering flame now inside me, and it was only him who could make me radiant as the sun.
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Hey T.T.!!...,..this is a VERY compelling piece!!......I found myself looking through your well delivered intent ~ the eyes of the woman on the wall in your pic...... you painted some excellent imagery here..... and described your male character powerfully with ~ " I see colors, mostly red when I think about him.." ALL STARS!!..... thanks for sharing this honest and most engrossing piece dear sister poet!!....LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?☀✴✳
Thank you for such a wonderful review, hearing the thoughts of others towards my work really fuels my inspiration and gives me courage to post more of my work. I would also say I'm immensely happy that you noticed the use of colors I use to refer to the male in this young lover's eyes. Red, because of passion and fire, because in a way he was her passion in a world where she thought everything was bleak and dull. There's also another world I associate passion with, and that's temptation.
The male I use imagery for, uses smirks and has a cold appearance to him. I wanted this piece not for the purity of love, because this girl is that purity and the meadows represent that purity of hers. However it's this man, who's tempted such feelings that brings forth a toxic love, where it was toxic from that start and she knows this.
But she's too addicted to the feeling of this type of love, because even if it's so wrong, it felt utterly too right to her through her naive eyes.
Firstly, allow me to apologize for referring to you as T.T....,,I meant S.O.S.(hope that's o.k. with you)~ don't know what I was thinking....,, secondly, I DID think that RED referred to but I didn't hypothesize about the "temptation" aspect .....and I find that VERY interesting because it is an uncommon "color pairing" or "referencing"... but I do like how you used the man to coax the "Toxic Love" forward by using "temptation" as a catalyst ~ very clever...... perhaps you could elaborate some time..... regardless, I appreciate your sharing this writes intricacies .....Well conceived and BEAUTIFULLY delivered ......a pleasure dear poet sister...,,. stay groovy.... look forward to reading more from you........ttyl........T xo ?✳✴☀