She Is Vulcan
She is Vulcan
She is a Vulcan
Part Seductress
Part Enigma
She will lure you into her sphere
The sound of her music a trap
You’re unaware of its allure
Like a kiss that captivates your heart
Leaving you wondering is this madness
Until caught in its entanglement
You ask how did I get here
Why was I such easy prey
When will I learn
Yet again shopping around
The fractals have led you wrong
Is this self sacrifice you ponder
Led down a garden path
Betrayed by yearnings thought pure
Her crown like a shiny object reels you in
Her lipstick captivates you
Her eyes like a gravitational pull
Her horns pierce your heart
Like a cigarette burn left unattended
The wound festers like an assassin
Until it feels like a lobotomy
It is only as the poison spreads that you realize
It was all a game to bring on a revolution
Vengeance the end goal
She is an artist vying for your love
Throwing gasoline on our passion
As if struck by lightning the reverberation hits
There is a lesson to be learned
But what
And is it too late
Andreas Simic©
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