Poetry

The Feast

It all started on that night
A fair woman before my sight
Eyes shimmering blue like a sunlit ocean
And emitting a powerful, new emotion
That I had buried for so long

We sat and talked the night away
And even more into the break of day
Before long I had fallen in love
Amazed at how it evolved.
We had dinner the next week.

As we ate our meal and drink our wine
I prepared to ask a question so divine,
But my mind began to warp quickly
And soon I began to feel sickly
When I awoke, I lost my concept of time.

A sharp pain stemmed from my legs
And I felt my heart quickly beat
Until I saw her, the woman I loved
Smiling at me, blood dripping from her mouth
And soon I realized too late to say the least
That I was my beloved’s main feast.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.