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