Poisonous
Her kiss was electric, but oh so bad for me.
I found it behind unlocked doors, in dark alleyways, amidst the smoke of small jazz clubs. It always met me just outside her lover’s purview, and behind my husband’s watchful eye.
Her love was addicting and her touch was poisonous. But she was sweet, and I wouldn’t have had her any other way.
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Image source: batman.wikia.com/wiki/Poison_Ivy_(Uma_Thurman)
Written as prompted by Day 1 (Poisonous) of the 2018 Inktober prompt list: inktober.com/rules
First written October 1, 2018.
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