Dancing Lies

I absorbed his lies like thirst for soul

falsehoods skittering dance on mind

touch felt true and pure on my skin

I ignored itching doubts lingering.

He looked with fake love in eyes

shut tightly under veil of falsehood

deceitful eyes hidden beneath lashes

black cunning heart scheming

to pillage body, leaving bones.

Ravaged essence, drank lifeblood

crimson drops on  tongue.

Creeping into psyche in faltering steps,

love bloomed in hardened mind,

daisies waving in tilled field

“I must have you,  possess you,”

he murmured in quiet whispers.

“I’m married,” I said, revenge beaming

“He who laughs last, laughs best.”