Poppies in a Spoon

LOST INSIDE A BLUE FOG

TEARS OF NEED START TO FALL

SLOWLY YOU WEAVE A SPELL

PROMISING THE PAIN WILL PALE

SOARING ON WINGS OF TIIME

SUBTLY YOU CLOUD MY MIND

DRIFTING IN A GOSSAMER SHOWER

TRAPPED IN YOUR HEARTLESS FLOWER

RIDING ON WAVES OF BLISS

AS YOU GIVE THE FINAL KISS

WRAPPED IN YOUR SILKEN PETALS

UNAWARE OF THE CRYSTAL NETTLES

SEDUCED BY YOUR LUSH PERFUME

SKILLFULLY YOU SEAL MY DOOM

CONSUMED BY YOUR EVIL PRESENCE

DROWNING IN YOUR SINFUL ESSENCE

WALKING ALONG THE SHIFTING SANDS

NOW THE END IS AT HAND

SLEEPING IN A PEACEFUL TEMPLE

WHY COULD’NT LIFE BEEN AS SIMPLE

Written by Alma Berry