The Siren Kiss

It was the kind of kiss that

could end wars,

or start them;

sink ships, or raise

long-gone sailors from the deep

or maybe just drown me.

 

So deep and unleashing,

you can’t tell if it’s ripping you

apart, or finally putting you back together.

 

Lips sobbing,

tongue screaming,

all 32 teeth standing at attention.

In this quiet battle I prepare

to swallow you whole.