Beguile by Ada Pelonia

you don’t notice the
undulating waves forming
in between his lips,
protruding on your cheeks
like blossoming flowers
newly bloomed after winter,
but there is           sorcery
in that mouth you adored so
well, the spells he chants are
bound to utter
make-believe          stories,
fill your head with arid roses,
ice cold after said a thousand
times, culled from the cauldron
where    spices  of words   are
plucked, presented as presents
in    the     form of     lies

Ada Pelonia is a writer from the Philippines. Her work has been published or is forthcoming in Blink-Ink, Germ Magazine, 101 Words, and Marias at Sampaguitas. Besides reading fictional books and reading anything that comes to her mind, she enjoys drinking tea during rainy days. She’s also on Twitter @_adawrites.

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