Velvet claws

 oh, the irony
of a hand that hurts
and breaks
fragile things
so easily

but is also hungry
for guilding kings
and knows sweet holding,
even kissing...

you are poisonous,
your every petal
burns
so much
making me curious,
it is more than lethal
in your brushing

yet it is i
who fears you may die
under my touch,
red poppy...


18/11/2020