Poem: Prerequisites

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What: A Jossverse poem, free verse, very very short.
Why: for stultiloquentia, because she always rocks my world.
A/N: I suck at poetry. But it's fun to try.

Prerequisites

You must understand her wrists, her pulse-point wrists, murderous wrists.
Broken, they'd scent the air like cinnamon sticks.
You must taste her kisses, her messianic kisses, Life-Savers red cherry kisses.
Fucked, they blossom and she pops, like waiting champagne fizz.
You must see her sleep, after-sex sleep, picture perfect, surrender sleep.
Sketched, she'll be drawn and pale as paper.
You must fathom her forgiveness, her "you're a man" forgiveness, your treacherous, hated love, tousled in the sheets.
You must love this girl
To kill her.

Comments

[violaclaire.livejournal.com]

Beautiful. I loved this: You must see her sleep, after-sex sleep, picture perfect, surrender sleep. / Sketched, she'll be drawn and pale as paper. The combination of tenderness and hatred there is incredible. This is one of the only Angelus POV's I've ever read that I really believe.

[tkp.livejournal.com]

I'm glad you like those lines...I wasn't sure they made sense.

And yeah, Angelus POV! I find I rarely believe it as well...so I'm glad I made a believer of you here! Thanks!