Darling you

propped my mouth open

and fed me

spoonfuls of saccharine lies

 

My throat would close up

around your deceit

but I would have loved to see

that spark once more

 

Those obsidian eyes

glowing red

alight in your path

for destruction

 

Full blown twisted seduction

you had made me crave that sadism

yearn for that

manipulation

 

So much so

that

I would happily inundate myself

just for another taste

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