Butterfly Kisses

Those kisses are so light.

Like butterflies, they landed upon my lips.

Like butterflies, they were poisonous.

Those kisses, so dangerous.

His eyes like the beauty of the colours they adjourn on their wings,

So intoxicating.

His words danced dangerously upon his ravishing tongue

Without knowing enthralled the captive and became the spider inside her heart

He wove a dazzling web just for her and encased her in a fantasy

The delicate butterfly shed its husk to show his true form

For he was an incubus, whom she had truly fallen love with.

She wished that could tell him it was not his bewitching she fell for.

No, it was him. The true person, not the butterfly, not the spider, not the incubus.

But for her naivety, the spider woke her from her dream, though still, she was truly in love

Poison swept through her veins, spirits trickled her system, eyes capsized by an illusion,

she is imprisoned.

The man tore her apart.

He was never supposed to love a soul like hers.