the earth pulsates
around your poison;
vessel of dogbane,
mistakenly lured by you.
an example of
misdirection.
bombs choked Hiroshima
like your white touch obliterated
the promise of love.
lust woos in silences, pretenses
nearly touched the poison
bringing broken limps into the abyss
exposing the veins of
imbalance, impotence,
flagrant misuse of power.
Fiesta Estrellas 
A very deep , evocative and insightful piece of awesome writing 🤗♥️
Grateful! 🙏🏼😌
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Poems need to flow: that’s what they are made for. Thanks again for your appreciation!
Yes, exactly .. yours is effortlessly perfect and flawless.
You welcome.
Photos and poem go beautifully together.
Thank you! That’s great feedback!
A beautiful flower Ka. But pity the plant is so poisonous. Us humans can be lovely too, but alas the poison is but a word said, an action given. But thankfully we learn to fertilize the good bits…if but a few misdirection’s in finding it. Great verse kind lady, may we become that flower inside us all 🤗❤️🙏
Beauty has a deadly side. The deadly hides a horror of attraction. How to maintain balance…
You described the photo in your poem interestingly, Ka.
Thank you very much, Hazel!
My pleasure and enjoy your weekend!