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.