Wednesday, March 3, 2021

Jekyll and Hyde: The colour of my thoughts

 02/03/2021 – Poem a Day Compilation

 

Your lipstick welcomed me

Like a moth to the flame

The roses in your hair tempted me

I was not to blame

 

My blood boiled at the thought

Of another having you

I saw red when you even glanced

At another man you knew

 

I bought honey dew and apricots

And we feasted on them all

It was an impulse decision

As we wondered through the mall

 

I should have bought carrots

To add to our meal

Instead of being frivolous –

That wasn’t part of the deal

 

That sundress you wear

Makes me so very happy

With marigold and lilies

And I hope I don’t sound sappy

 

Other men are yellow-bellied

Scared to take what is their right

Cowards, every single one

Afeared to show their might

 

I would gift you the grass, the trees, the leaves

If that should be within my power

No penny nor hundred dollar bill to much

To make my love for you too sour

 

Yet the green-eyed monster rises

When chance to meet a friend

And spend such precious time with them

From daggers through my heart I will not mend

 

My family stock blue-chip, trustworthy

Safe and strong as houses built

To protect fair maidens from such harm

That would cause lesser men to wrack with guilt

 

But I am blue without you near

Succumbing to that dreaded loss

That I may not breathe, my lips lose colour

And into a fresh grave my bones you toss

 

A purple haze descends around you now

Creating an air of mystery

That provokes a curiosity within me still,

That will be studied as monumental history

 

I am as King, draped in finery

Of deep mulberry and flecks of gold

But for you I would disrobe

For your eyes only this to behold

 

I am enamoured by your femininity

Soft chiffons of pink drape across your neck

While delicate bows lace your hair

And dreamtime petals mask the deck

 

I am drawn by your naivety

As innocent as the soft pink flesh

Of lips that never have been kissed,

Of body that my advance might cause to thresh

 

I am sturdy as the tree that stands

Protecting all that shelter here

Within my branches, each yet stronger

You should never know any fear

 

I cannot help but to wrap you up

And my mind does wander in this embrace

As your breast presses close to mine

To thoughts unclean and acts unchaste

 

You are pure as the driven snow

An angel freshly fallen from heaven’s door

That landed with such grace and light

I knew you were the one I must adore

 

My icy veins run cold without you

Feelings frozen and untouched

Harsh and cruel, without remorse

Miserly, my purse strings clutched

 

You are wise beyond your years

Not a hair any shade of grey

Yet you seem to know me well

And see the good in me, I pray

 

But stony-hearted I must appear

To those purveyors of doom and gloom

For I have no time for them

When radiant beauty I must groom

 

I look into your eyes and see a depth

As looking out into the night sky

Beyond the stars to another world

Being so beautiful I might cry

 

Dragging in all around it

My vast and unremitting soul

Feeds the core of my very being

The blackest and most infinite hole

1 comment:

  1. This poem was great. It was a good take on Dr Jekyll & Mr Hyde. One thing though, it made me have imagery of an male abuser’s perspective. ❤️

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