Snake; Free Verse

You wound yourself so silkily .

Squeezed.

Constricted.

Stunned me

with your sweet venom

Mistaken for the kiss of life.

Two wounds you left:

One for heart,

One for soul.

Fool!

I.

You.

In arid desert,

Shed skins

of tiny dulled diamonds,

which in the sun,

disintegrate.

I.

No fool now.

Breathe

the diamond dust away.

Unwound--

Unbound.

© 2012 Grapher