Expired

No longer content to wait
for you to taint the feast
you always served with deception's flair
containing another ounce of toxic trust
giving me a sugar delicacy of fabrication
which left me languishing
from amore's food poisoning.

This time the seductive chocolate icing
your lips wiped over my heart
might have tasted so sweet
until truth soured its flavor,
will no longer ruin my appetite
to seek what will fed my hunger soul
beyond a snack that burns in afterglow.

Now I've seen the cook of passions
underneath that serpent's charm you possess
who kills with smiles
biting with invisible fangs of betrayal
venom in your veins instead of love

At last I've noticed the expiration date
upon your soul and conscience,
regretting I didn't see it was past prime usage
before we even met.