• Innocence & Seduction
    Prose

    A white rose fades a field of green
    Attracting a passerby as he spies its beauty

    He approaches, his swagger cautious
    His shadow cast upon the innocence of the rose
    He outstretches his arm
    Pricking his finger
    His blood runs red

    Your name taunts his mind
    And like a sickness overwhelms him
    His eyes darken
    His heart stops

    Love is realized as the young man secedes to your grace.
    You’ve seduced him
    You’ve betrayed him
    And yet he cannot deny you


    P. Wright
    ~Whiskey