Temptation
shimmering stars
dance like miracles
under a broken moon,
midnight jade
creates pools of awe
and struggling
illuminations,
as the aroma of jasmine
snakes into my brain,
cleaving to my senses,
creating blindness and
complete control.
golden wire bends and
breaks
effortlessly in a
battle between
insanity and serenity.
persuasive arguments
spin like
honey around, over, and
through
my head, showing me
dizzying possibilities
and
endless heartthrob.
half full emeralds wink
at
me, calling out to me,
their song awakening
passing
and the need for beauty
and power
within us all.
But, beware.
This rose has thorns.
This magic has been
poisoned.
This grace is
blood-stained.
You have been warned.