Scarlet Kisses

When dusk burns away

fires flare

sparks

tiny fireflies

soaring to the heavens.

Voices call

left

right

fore

aft

head turning

eyes straining

you cannot see.

Shrill calls within the night

edging

nails dragged upon the chalk

glance about

feel the burgeoning fear

the closer we get

to All Hallow’s Eve.

Blink of an eye

what once was there

is no longer found

haven shorn

giggles torn

I know what I want

I know what I will see.

Come closer

come near

I shall stroke you

my dear.

Flip and flop

tie the lock

your fortune

I can be.

Sit upon the graveyard gate

hanging in the wind

swing

back

forth

my heart bleeds for you

it truly does

as I lick off your blood.

©Oct. 12/19

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