Wordle #10 and Prompt #57



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