Sweet yet toxic, addicting to my eyes,
The glinting of your smooth bodies
Perfect and translucent,
You are my breath
A fox, a horse, a deer stiffens
In romantic poses, in gay colours:
Blues, yellows and rubies that tickle me
Pink as they are reflected from within
This puddle of water that clears
Only in the halt of breathing
Where my glass menagerie
Begins to smile, talk and wink
Sweet yet toxic, addicting to my eyes,
The glinting of your smooth bodies
Perfect and translucent,
You are my heartbeat
A swan, a dove, a nightingale
Spreads out their wings in midflight,
Trying to escape ominous harbingers
While they are held underwater
Which prevents their freedom
And yet they can move from within,
Ignoring my stares and refusing to hop
Or chirp for their earnest caretaker
Sweet yet toxic, addicting to my eyes,
The glinting of your smooth bodies
Perfect and translucent,
You are my heartbeat
There sits upon the brink of breaking,
The only beetle kissing the ground,
With tiny brittle sticks for legs,
The Hephaestus of them all;
Its cries drowned out by silent waves,
Its face that of a somber geisha
Hidden beneath an armour mask
A bloodcurdling plea clear in its eyes
Sweet yet toxic, addicting to my eyes,
The glinting of your smooth bodies
Perfect and translucent,
You are my breath
There, just opposite, the snakes slithers
Offering an apple for friendship,
A stubborn refusal that caused more
Havoc within my glass menagerie;
The land of perfection and imperfection,
My light-bringers, my own Lucifers,
They twinkle slyly vying for my attention
And yet haughtiness is what I see.
Sweet yet toxic, addicting to my eyes,
The glinting of your smooth bodies
Perfect and translucent,
You are my breath
Even in the shallow waters, only the beetle
Cries, desperate to look up at the face
Of the one who polished its chipped back,
To say thanks? To plead for death?
I can hear it, I can feel its pain,
In my hands I hold the power
To silence it forever or to forever stare
At it to stare at myself.
Sweet yet toxic, addicting to my eyes,
The glinting of your smooth bodies
Perfect and translucent,
You are my heartbeat
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