I
was kidnapped
by a poet
Swept off mental feet By winsome arms Taken captive by his metaphor Held by lyric eyes. Fed by chocolate nonsense Filled with strawberry lines.
Sweet nothings cram
Bound by
my mind.
his simile
I'm bathed in glib liquid
Dried with rainbow sunset.
Dancing
all
the while,
Smoothed by
his lullaby
Hummed to change my
mind.
My heart drowned in his oath But now
I
know he was
Speaking cotton candy All
tiff.
lies.
Tressa Carmichael
