Claret Addictions

we mingle breath,

 you bleed me with life 

your sweet essence 

running through

 every vein of my being

you exhale and my chest heaves

you taint me with your fluid

 then lick it from my backbone

weakened by pumping reperations 

 i'm illicit liquid at your feet

your scars deepen my pain

i seek out antidotes for 

this affliction 

to alleviate my addiction 

all for naught

under your spell

  whimsy, death and hallelujah

 

poisonous mushroom

 winds slam into me

when your day turns somber

crimson between us adulterates

me muted granite

 my cry of blood tears

afraid to venture into the realm

 of a time when you cut me out

i exist to transpire...

compulsion of desire overrules

need for my own life supply

breathe your scarlet air

 until the dark tsunami

toxoid venom in the veins

 of lustful anticipations

for now i'll sip your blood

 and languish

 in the pools of your desires

under your spell 

of fatal attraction

till you cut/

 the bane

 of my

 existence

Author's Note

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Photo, music and words were amazing.
"poisonous mushroom
winds slam into me
when your day turns somber"
Funny how poetry had turn to vision and sound. My next step will be you tube. I like the way you led the reading in this poem. I like the closing line. Thank you for the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

And I'm loving this review, thanks Coyote.

[Tarry Franck]

Wonderful piece :)

[Frieda P]

Glad you enjoyed it Tarry.

[KAOlmsted]

Yeah. Now that's what I'm talking about. You are so good at this.

[Frieda P]

Woot, does a happy dance. ;-)

[KAOlmsted]

My cat does a happy dance; he kneads and then shudders...I really want to be a cat.

[Frieda P]

ha you ARE a p***y cat... ha

[KAOlmsted]

^ ^
> o.o <

So I tried to draw a cat, but WC doesn't often allow for such nonsense...I am hitting "post comment" with the understanding that I may or may not have succeeded in my foolish endeavor...

Meow.

[Frieda P]

ha like a p***y that had electric shock therapy ;-)

[KAOlmsted]

I know right? xD

[Frieda P]

:-D

[Dream Weaver]

Holy smokes, you keep writing like this and you're going
to put me out of business! Hotter than the sun hot!
How could I top this?

[Frieda P]

Silly man, you don't have to top anything, unless you really want to ;-)

[Dream Weaver]

Please! Let me have my morning Coffee first :-P

[Frieda P]

If that's your motivating factor....go for it. ;-P

[Dream Weaver]

On my 3rd cup as we speak! Folgers in the morning reminds me of the Margret Hamilton commercials way back in the day! ;-)

[Frieda P]

I don't remember that one, but I have an aversion to commercials so...

[Dream Weaver]

She was the wicked witch of the west in the wizard of oz... so I was petrified to drink the coffee :)

[Frieda P]

That'll wake ya up!

[Dream Weaver]

or make you wet your pants?

[Frieda P]

ha I've got that under control, thank you very much ;-P

[Dream Weaver]

:-))

[Claire Twinn]

Another glorious ode to passion, mingled with a depth of sadness and hope too.

[Frieda P]

hmmm reminds me of real life...thanks Claire!

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

God this was a fun read, like being young in the blood again eh! It is intense and chilly in that way that you are a master of expressing. I've yet to figure out your precise combo of emotion and passion, but it's a bit unusual and dizzy.

[Frieda P]

Dizzy, that's me...if you figure it out, let me know. ;-)

[Annabelle Lee]

am I supposed.to be.scared?

[Frieda P]

Depends on what you're scared of I guess...

[Annabelle Lee]

Haha.... I just read the word blood and my knees start a wobblin

[-----]

Sultry, seductive and alive. Nice writing

[Frieda P]

Thanks Leona, glad you enjoyed it.

[Deron Alexis]

well put Freida I loved this one very deep totally loved the words you used and way you phrased and compared every drop of emotion and activity to something invasive toxic and intoxicating well captured well written well done

[Frieda P]

Always love your cohesive reviews Deron...thanks my friend!

[Deron Alexis]

np XD

[Frieda P]

:-)

[Aidz]

SOme creative strokes of the brush imbibed with translucent hues... nice

[Frieda P]

'imbibed' always loved that word...thanks ;-)

[KeeD]

Wow savagely sexual :D if there was some sort of ritual for lovers of lust and rites needed to be read it would be this poem. It's like a mantra, I find myself chanting the words repeatedly.
"toxoid venom in the veins
of lustful anticipations
for now i'll sip your blood
and languish" I feel dominated, I feel like my body and mind have been taken over.. by your words. The music goes along with it so well like a chill across my surface.. my temperature cool but my inner core warm.. heating to a boil as I read each line.. intensifying only to reach the pinnacle of this piece, making me acknowledge that It's so much more than just Wine. "Licks lips"

[Frieda P]

Down boy, down. *takes whip out*....... So glad you like it, and the music too...I wasn't too sure about that, she's a bit off the wall but love me some Autumn. Thanks Kee x