Your eyes are the core,

The reason I do things

And never ask

For anything more.

--

Your smile is twisted

And sometimes I wish

You never existed.

You fool me so well.

--

Your face is the sketch

That I draw

In hopes my disease

Is that you will catch.

--

Your mouth is a sewer

Full of deception

‘Tis older, not newer,

Yet still I collapse

--

It is a trap,

A binding cage

That knows the right way

To wrap.