Must be delirious, I shook hands
with a seemingly sweet scorpion
A scorpion it was...
soon handed jarful poison
...
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love to a person, eros love - is poison, it's good when it is sweet poison, not bitter, as in your poem!
Absorbed me till the end. Kept me conjecturing the effects of being stung and instilled with the love of sweet poison. Love is crazy. I liked the power of your fanciful verses and imaginings of the poison when sweet.
Thank you 😊