Swallow – a poem about……..
I swallow your sweet nectar forever changing my landscape forgetting everything most relevant whilst staring at an expression most vacant. What are you? Who was I before you came to me? How do you manage to encapsulate me so easily? Is this a test or some cruel form of trickery? Questions remain unanswered yet, I still fall to your beauty enslaved by your magic surrendering myself to you so willingly tempted forevermore by your scent savouring the false powers you instill within me becoming something I am not as I succumb to your control I swallow.