Poison Lover

Light-hearted laughs with shy smiles,
Strong physique.
Big brown eyes with,
want.
Perhaps just a simple form,
of lust.
An angel's name.
Oh how to curl up,
right next to him.
His sweet voice,
lulling me to sleep.

What could he possibly,
want from me?
Plain jane,
Me?
Tempting promises,
stolen kisses.
Sealing deals that,
should never be made.

He asks,
needs,
begs and
pleads.

How can you say no,
to an angel.
Whos words define,
beauty, passion
and temptation.

Hungry kisses,
firey eyes.
The angel forms,
into a demon.
Strong hands and a sharp voice,
now command instead of plead.

What happened,
to the soft voice?
Reassuring.
Saying how I was,
beautiful?
His angry words slice from,
his stone lips.

Confused.
The viper was released.
Posion seeps through my,
innocent veins.
Corrupting everything.

A tired head,
rests against a pillow.
Tears brim from between,
sad eyes.
A debacle against the
tears.

The phone,
rings.
A soft,
tempting voice soothes
the risen
Demons.

Strong arms
wrap around me.
Sweet promises,
stolen moments of
bliss.

Kisses.
Hugs.
Smiles.
Laughs.
Love.
Innocence.

Almost stolen by my,
Poison Lover.

(For W.R.A - We always find each other.)

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