words as weapons

he speaks with blades between his teeth

unsteady of what to say

fear he will hurt her

his tongue as a flame, spitting fire in her lungs

everything he does,

a mistake that can't be undone

with knifes on his lips

each word they slip

falling down to her body.

where she takes the hit.

she lays there amongst every

weapon from his mouth

knifes, blades. fire 

but the worst one is the gun

he speaks words that will shoot through her heart

and once again

she simply

falls

apart...

he beats her with his words 

but his hands remain still

his touch is gentle

his heart is just ill

he needs his flower to teach him to grow

a love like hers

is all he has ever known.

she wraps her vines around his mind

trying to calm the beast inside..

as the flowers grow 

peace fills him up high

he finds his security 

in the love she provides

a love like this?.. will NEVER die

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I do believe woman are the key to kindness, gentleness and love.
"she wraps her vines around his mind
trying to calm the beast inside..
as the flowers grow
peace fills him up high
he finds his security
in the love she provides"
A beast can be only calmed by the gentleness of tenderness and love. The above lines are beautiful and true. Love does grow. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Sebastian Falzarano]

Sorry it took me so long to get back to you!
I loved the choice of words and the way they flew across the page, so smoothly, as if the poem had life.
In all honesty, there is not much that I found wrong, expect for a meaning that I may be misinterpreting. I am personally a little confused on the interaction of this couple, as this seems to be an abusive relationship, yet the last line, "a love like this...will NEVER die", reveals otherwise. If you can clarify that for me, then that would be great!
Defintely adding this to my favorites!