Datura

about a flower and me

I am in love with a flower

And she is named Datura

She is as sweet as honey and as deceptive as a snake

I love every part of her the good and bad.

She throws me into a endless storm of deadly hallucinations and love

oh to be burrowed in her love as she whispers lies of promise that isn't there

I say I don't want to be friends but to be lovers.

 So she nods her head with a glimmer in her eyes

There is no hint of darkness on the outside just white petals that mask her deadly allure

and I know if I continue to love her she will one-day kill me with her duality

Oh but to be consumed by her is a dream that shall one-day flourish into reality.