enticing things in groups of three

& she was esoteric metaphysical {mine}

cicadas: her eyes, they chirp when the sun hits them just so

ringworms: her intestines, they twist through witching hour, ashen, afraid

arachnids: her demeanor, archane as her spindly legs ensnare you

& i knew she was danger deadly {alluring}

red: for the blood against her lips, against her abdomen

blue: for the spotlight gaze, frozen glaciers, trapped in fatal waltz till the end of time

yellow: for northern stars that weep as she slays ursa major single handedly

primarily: i cry as her ichor stains my palms

secondarily: i smile, as her legacy etches itself into my enamel

tertiarily: i serenade, the stars sit spellbound, sublime, & i know she's listening

drifting in time.