Won’t you be mine…

Cupid lies; splattered
upon my stoop,
wings of ink thrashing
and thundering a goodbye
love on the heels
of a viper’s kiss…
won’t you be mine,

© Nicole Lyons 2017


  1. Happy Valentine’s Day. – I love when your poetry strike a chord and something new pops out:

    A mischievous child,
    Son of Venus and Mars,
    Sends his arrows at his whim,
    They carry equal parts
    Of Love and War,
    Bliss and Woe,
    Passion either way.

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