Between!

your love,
cyanide and rose petals,
covered with oil and vinegar,

set ablaze
on a bare table
in a haunted room....

the sharp edge
of the razor softly stroking
the small hairs on my soul....

the taste of blood
and chocolate lingering
just outside my desire.....

the last breath,
the first day,
and the pulse that

lives between!

poem by Eric Cockrell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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