Rose pedals atop red raspberries
A gift, I knew, consumed me
I gave it freely
Nectar nurtured you and healed me
Now intruders have ordered to sever the tie
Which held me together for two years
Leaving a vacuum in my heart
And streams of tears down your velvet cheeks
They made me perform atrocities
Like spreading a fine dusting of pepper
To deter your craving
And forced me to feed you lies instead of
Pure milk
“The raspberries are sick. They’ll hurt you.”
But all that hurt was me rejecting you
And your rose pedals pulled apart so
Unnaturally
What atrocities!
I lie here in this cocoon of pain
Wrapped in a blanket to secure in the warmth
that’s left me
Currents, torrents, floods escape from
Every crevice but my breasts
which long to comfort you
to comfort me, to heal me and make me
whole again
I lost myself in the nurturing from my flesh
What Earthly thing could ever replace that?
And still you cry, kiss, caress and beg for two to nini
To meet divine rest
With a mouth full of warmth from berries
But a man-made thing called time severed that tie
Called instinct and longing
I leave you to rest with obnoxious videos on YouTube
A cheap substitute for heavenly nectar
Sometimes the pull is too great
and you suck me back from the void
With traces of pepper still on your lips
We relapse when roses and raspberries meet
