He came innocently,
Depicting a lovely smile,
Stretching his hand forward,
Telling me of a beautiful friendship.
Looking in awe of me,
Describing my beauty,
Like the fairest of them all.
Surrending my bishop,
A sacrifice worth giving.
Your subtle intentions,
A trickery for the night.
Receiving your Trojan Horse,
A rejecting I did not.
The givings of your aphrodisiac,
Leaving a far worse bitter taste.
You were so dear to my heart
Your unforgettable gift,
A brutal dagger to my innocent heart.