soft kisses of (expensive) wine
accentuate the room,
she's stricken with asphxia
& he's her cure (& cause)
"i'll take care of you tonight,"
he whispers (unconscious)
cyanide dripping off the words
(secret) love letters & roses
are thrown in the corner,
burning from (figurative) flames,
(rumpled) silk covers on the bed
(they were meant to be together)