All ever desired

Her only desire, to feel loved

Poisoned by tea of oleander

Squeezed flower from his heart shoved

By the very one that Eros had willed her

Toxin of a beautiful flower

Passion dried between pages of time

Neglected milk left to sour

Her abandonment was her crime

Drink deep, years of pain

After age's hour

Dreams have become a stain

Chronos hope did devour

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

My interpretation ... our desires are both time and experience thieves. A well-constructed, imagery rich write.

[Soren]

Thank you so much for the read and comment it means a lot.