Exposed

long before I saw all the delicate layers

of your soul's secret lairs of treasure,

hidden beneath so many lurid suggestions

and thoughts utters in the most spine tingling, provocative ways.

 

Slowly, I became yours

both in body and spirit,

a willing slave to your every writhing tease of desire.

 

How could I know

when you took off you mask,

exposing all the incredibly ravenous nakedness

residing deep inside,

that I would find

a pair of fragile and gossamer wings

which you so oft shroud from life

as well as others.

 

But then in the moment of purest ecstasy

did I discover another truth,

for those were not wings of an angel,

rather those like an insect,

one who devours its lover!

 

Too late for me,

lunch was far more lethal

than my nightmares

could have ever imagined!