it all began with your beguiling smile
and how you embellish your words with butterflies
with your innocuous intentions and riveting mien
for you to stir chaos,
who would even surmise?
with our arms linked,
we traversed the course of life
through its murky alleys and iridescent lanes
we've wandered through the secluded regions of our souls
and found solace in each other's names.
i often think this pact is too good to be true
never have i been this attached to someone
albeit the heightening waves of ambivalence
on your love,
inebriated i've become.
my head, once cleared of clouds of dubiety
(you left me in this trap!)
now came to realize
i'm shackled to loving thee for perpetuity
and it all leads to my demise.
inspired by the cask of amontillado, written one late night in 2016