Lies

When she met him
petals gasped and ambrosia
trickled

When she met him
neurons sparked and
the soft, sweet tips of
breasts yearned towards him

When she met him
eyes filled and the sweet, sharp
smell of him overwhelmed

When she met him
tight and virgin no longer
mattered

When she met him
long legs spread and arms
beckoned

When she met him
she was lost
adrift in a chemical dance
of surrender

When she met him
the universe shifted and stars
collided

as

his thick, hard essence
speared into her soft untouched
centre, rending asunder
a vow made

When she met him
her spirit bowed and her
soul expanded

as her body,
plundered and invaded,
learned the hot, sweaty reality
of sweet lies