It started with a whisper
His voice felt like dark red velvet
He had a chaotic mystery on his tongue
And his head was a garden full of secrets
His eyes were maps of places he had been
Places he wanted to take me
As he whispered
I felt my heartstrings pull against my chest
He had wrapped me up in the sweet nothings that he was telling me
And tucked me in with a sweet kiss
And when i looked into his eyes
The maps were gone and there wasn't a road or street light to be found
For his eyes were black
And he was already gone