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Jun 2014
You drove me to this secluded place
cicadas chirped, and baked earth filled my sense of smell.
Wild roses, long grass, and trees stood guard,
this was Heaven's backyard.
You opened the car and we walked to the lake,
so still, it fooled you into thinking it was solid.
We sat at the edge, as a cool breeze rustled the air,
and rippled the water, the image in the water became distorted.
My romantic evening was concluded, like a caterpillar you broke
the cocoon, revealing your image in the watery mirror,
you were not my lover, you were my killer.
My life shimmered in the water, and ebbed away from shore,
your face contorted in the water, and revealed your slaughter.
Now, with every soul you bring here, know this,
I and them are your haunters.
© JLB
30/06/2014
Camellia-Japonica
Written by
Camellia-Japonica  F/Wales
(F/Wales)   
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