not a red rose or a satin heart.

i give you an onion.
it is a moon wrapped in brown paper.
it promises light
like the careful undressing of love.

here.
it will blind you with tears
like a lover.
it will make your reflection
a wobbling photo of grief.

i am trying to be truthful.

not a cute card or kissogram.

i give you an onion.
its fierce kiss will stay on your lips,
possesive and faithful
as we are,
for as long as we are.

take it.
its platinum loops shrink to a wedding ring,
if you like.
Lethal.
its scent will cling to your fingers,
cling to your knife.

i was clearing up my table, and i found this poem that i did for lit.
i liked it because it's pretty interesting.
and the teacher brought an onion to class when explaining it.

it's titled 'Valentine'.
and i guess she chose this because it was valentine's day that day.

it's been a long time since ive done lit.
i miss having lit lessons.

okay this entry is like super random.

(: il est magique.
5:35 PM