[POETRY] Ride or Die?
By Nikki Coco
Of fateful nights when lovers paths cross
Unfamiliar places, trespassed
Vast portions of the oceans collide
Arranged by universal co-conspirators
From past lives, I’m certain
On sandy beaches of epic proportions
Drinking our potion of love
Concocted by his charm
Feelings conjured by his effervescence
Our love is aged wine, personified
Strumming my pain with his intoxicant
Constantly consumed by thoughts of him
Our pseudo-drunkenness overwhelms me
Grand visions of perpetual inebriation
This is more than infatuation
A love addiction, certainly
At times I stumble when I walk
Awaken in a daze
Thoughts uncontrollable
Heart palpitating
Palms sweating
I am not myself
Can’t think, can’t breathe
My thirst he quenches religiously
As an offering of his devotion
What has he done to me?
As I were once known
Ride for him
Die for him…
Flashbacks of relationships not reciprocal
Anxiety ensues
Sweat dripping profusely
When you ride, I ride, we ride together
Promise?
Nikki Coco is a Greater Toronto Area resident. A self-proclaimed ardent lover, when she’s not busy writing, or taking care of her babies, you’ll likely catch her in search of Zen by way of dancing the night away, reading voraciously, or scoping out the latest in news, the arts, and cultural criticism via social media. You can find her on Twitter: @artculturemusic.
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