Sometimes -
  she is so very
'(*******) tea and scones'

But
...

by the way she sips
  from her china cup
with pinkie extended,
each time
miming
the perfect embouchure

I know that she tends it -
the fire

she could send a man over the edge
but not the
- devil inside me
~~~~~ twisted energy ~~~~

ancient eyes scoping the curve in her form -
her carotid smile
pulses - synced - with my carotid length

she is my dawn -
I
may just prove to be her
twilight