Honey is the easiest poison to swallow
With each kiss it seeps into the bloodstream
A sticky ligature sheathing acrimony
I was oblivious to the bells forlorn echo
A fairytale riddled with briars and edges
I never acknowledged the pressured delivery
Of every smile unwinged and spiraling
Into untimely deficit I saw only as I wanted
The balcony filled with roses and verse
The dauntless Prince turning figs into gold
A blush of passion or of anger
I never could tell the difference
And now I stand here in pursuit
Of a more permanent ending