He had this divine seduction
Like when you meet God or the Devil

My love for him was shallow
as the Aral Sea.

He was immaculate.

Enticing.

He had a beauty,
held by none,

a voice that hummed
like the flute of a snake charmer,

and eyes that gleamed
like the dead of night.

He could draw you in,
with just a wicked grin.

An Angel of God, that boy was,
And I worshiped him just the same.