Red Red Wine
A Poem by Naia M. Lanton
With rose colored eyes she invites me in
past her lips to where teeth penetrate
the skin or who’s skin is penetrated ?
I have laid inside her grave
and naked we were
buried in roses lay weak and
sticky with the sugar left by her kiss
thighs bitten and meat-tender
enough to notice my fingertips
scarred from all the
times I’ve traced the glimmer
found in folded stainless steel
I feed her gummy bears and chocolate
iron wine
cherries blush across her lips as taste buds
flush within the sting
I write an oath across her tongue
I love you
I love you
I love you
So many “I love you-s” they all feel
hollow against enamel caked in
nicotine and sugar but wakes
never as sweet as hers– I
stay awake watching the moon bleed
softly I wait silently– wait until her teeth
kiss my throat, lull me in, consume me
my cannibal, my bride– taste the marrow
in my bones, the last saccharine drops of
red red wine
Naia Marie Lanton is from Grenada, Miss. Naia is obsessed with music, fashion and the paranormal and enjoys playing video games. She decided on her major,...