The red-violet drops

Cascade off silver-tipped fangs

Into the crimson field

And deep maroon sea

I think it's in my veins

In my nerves by now

Your luxurious petals

And beautiful scent

Lure me into you

Then I'm bitten

And love was spent

Wasted in nights I thought of you

Coiled gray, harmless enough

Shaking a rhythmic musical sound

Almost invisible in the deep grass

I thought nothing of it

When it leapt off the ground

And I felt the warmth inside

Under a cloudless cobalt sky

The air twisted inside my head

Not knowing what new wine flowed through me

For me to see the world in a different light

And darkness, the same which I fled

Fearfully, only how long ago

I think I remember the emerald flowers

The beauty rising from the auburn land

Highlighted by the full glowing moon

Highlighted by shadow, this lonely rose

I think it is a rose I hold in my hand

Yet I know not what beauty drips scarlet

I walk slowly through the pine forest

The scent dizzies me

I float through as if this were a dream

A jade dream, almost unreal

Overgrown with ivy

All struggling to reach daylight

Yet unsuccessful, one cannot reach

What does not exist in this world

My friend, a blind bird

Lands on my shoulder to kiss me

How was I to know? Was I told?

A new aqua terror hits me

Runs up my spine, to my mouth

No words come out, only drool

For mind is gone, and body does not know

On hands and knees I crawl to my grave

This ashen beauty labels me "fool"

You are the deadly nightshade . . . .