With honeyed words, the defenses were breached
and a villain crossed the threshold.
From his lips trickled the wine of sweet lies.
Intoxicating and rich, meant to dull the mind and awaken the body.
It turns to poison as it flows forth, infecting reality.
The dance gives way to frenzied fleeing as the stain consumes.
Silenced were the songs of longing once the heart had ceased to sing.

Smoke-screened pain from a distant day wafts into the present,
?charring my lungs with the ash and cinders of a resurrected past.
?Each breath brings a blister of remembrance to the surface.
?Yet, I continue to inhale the flames deeply.
Unaware of the fueled and fattened pyre beneath my tethered feet
that is beginning to smolder.
The vapors of your charm slither up my bound body like a constrictor, tightening it’s grip, gliding swiftly towards the tasty bits.
?I have no defense against you.?
I see the spark of my destruction reflected in your eyes
as the fire consumes the fodder.?
I surrender to being engulfed by the licking flames.
Left to burn, bound and gagged by my inability to resist  your spark.
?After all, I am flammable.