MadVerse prompt: She wore a smile like a loaded gun.

her gunmetal grin;
dripping with
potential menace,
seducing with
palpable power,
draws you in
and dares you
to wrap your hands
around her audacity
wild and waiting
to explode

MadVerse prompt: I can't remember / I can't forget

the exact hue
of your eyes
evades me
the pitch and timber
of your tone
as you claimed
you were
for me alone
I can't remember
the moment before
the knife went in
but I can't forget
the taste of your sin

sugar sugar

shot through by candy corn bullet
flesh pierced with sweetness
intended cruelty or caress
neither lessens the distress
if dismembered nonetheless

mini-musings

it's pointless to wonder
still sometimes I do
if you ever think of me
the way I think of you