Cupid's Lie


It was a mistake
To believe the
Words of Cupid

He promised
Days lingering
Between the
Black and White

Keys

Filled with
Music
And

Love

Nights of
Silent whispering
Quiet giggling

The sweet scent
Of honey and butter
In your hair

Your skin
Like warm marble
Yet
Soft and supple

Laying against
My chest
In reticent
Submission

Counting stars
While listening
To shy Crickets
Sing a song of
Adulation

To shower thee
All my love
And Affection

But you

Like a sweet
Latte with
A bitter aftertaste

Left me with
Memories

That can never
Be forgotten

The cold farewell
Against the shattered
Mirror
And my shattered heart

I see pieces
Of luscious red
From mourning Blood

And then darkness
Slumbering in
Cold summer's night

I found solitude
In the arms
Of malevolent
Mephistopheles