Venom poured from his eyes, poisoned
tears are better shed
than swallowed
rot in
hell
bitch
For now
she exists today
what will I do when she’s gone
from my memories
RonovanWrites Weekly Prompt – Exist & Today
Dilemmas
A blanket, soft and
warm, with the faintest hint of
her perfume; torn me –
the warmth makes me want to sleep
fragrance says not without her
Was it a glitch
was
it
a glitch
or just his
imagination
she’d accepted his friend request
Changing landscapes
had the map
really changed or
had he read
it wrong to
begin with – he was not the
center of her world
A mirror image
a mirror image
of who he once was looks back
occasionally
he curses under his breath
what an emotional fool
Lipstick lover
what is it with him
goes straight for those luscious lips
her lipstick lover
Bustling beauties
these bustling beauties
as far as the eye can see
alas none for me
Da Vinci’s canvas
straight out of
Da Vinci’s canvas
her sly smile
