Genesis 86:07

I had forgotten how beautiful this place was... how beautiful they-
Why are they so lovely?
Why does my heart pound?
In this crimson field of flowers... why are they-
Flashing lightning, thunder; that rumbling over the horizon, and they all burn beneath me.
Why are they not weeping?
And even so...
You will always belong to me.
Even...
if...
I...
kill...
you...

You will always belong to me.

Reviews

[R Smith]

Damn i was just being swept into the love being offered here you killed me! Love this poem, the darkness of the words and the structure of the lines its a remarkable write, well done Alyxandria :)

[Everett DeValle]

I Love the imagery and the fatalistic ending...Powerful. I could be wrong, but you could be a Scorpio Woman. Possessive. Nevertheless, lovely poem.