Viper’s Kiss

The opposition of life or death chokes my brain Your eyes dress me with mountains of fear As slowly it kisses my flesh with fatal flames Decorating me with burns of a third degree nature Heightened levels of anger secrete from your fangs You hiss and rattle your tongue as you prepare to strike Ready to plague my body with treacherous toxins Awaiting to suffocate my veins with your bane breath Why must you ambush an innocent heart with unwanted company? Why must you dominate a free spirit with shackles of superiority? I stand cautiously in the corner as you snap fiercely at me Spitting venom faster than speeding bullets across my path Meticulously it blinds my vision with every ounce of vengeance Without warning it pours upon the tender blades of my shoulders Drowning me in a sea of scars as a result of heinous jealousy Constantly serving as a reminder of who you truly appear to be By Glenn McCrary © 2011 (All rights reserved)