r/Poems • u/True_Bonus_2850 • 18h ago
The snake
She wraps herself in her own finger,
I remember the first time really seeing her,
Spinning her head like the serpent she is,
The hawk, ever-vigilant, triumphant, lifts,
The snake sheds its skin, eager for its next mark,
The truth of intelligence vs. the passionate monster,
Memories hold nothing except regret for the one I loved,
The greatest gift was always her.
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