Balcony, a poem by Jason Ringler at
Light Field Studios



written by: Jason Ringler


It was where the lovers hover
during the sucked-out, yellowing blood
of summer, each getting pet over
and tended to their mood.

Glamorous the two affair,
rotten kiss their curses flare.
Through the door to coffin there,
they ruby lipped the entered lair.

Hearts in room went to final burgeon,
ambrosia fanned, risking certain.
Given pleasure to from behind the stony:
figure hidden, fangs only.

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