aftertaste

I ate your love like a cake,
sunk my teeth into it
and got it all over my lips,
savored the aftertaste,
and licked my fingers.
I ate your love like a cake
until the poison took over,
my vision went black,
and that’s when I learned
who you really are,
that’s when I saw you
for the first time,
that’s when,
for the first time,
you became mine and
I lost myself.