Words

Let me play with you.

Let me coddle you, let me dress you up,

And proceed to rind you, down to the bones.

Dear Words, let me do all that and more to you.

Let me stitch you into beautiful carols,

Let me introduce you to the beautiful symphonies

And then shove you into the anguished cries of a broken child

Dear Words, you’ve made many lives.

You’ve also broken many hopes, and families.

And now, I’d like to return the favour.

Would you want to come over for dinner?

I’d feed you till you collapse from exhaustion

And make a shawarma out of you.

Or tea perhaps?

You know, I make great masala chai.

I’d serve you some and stuff you into the feather light croissant.

Dear Words, your species is heinous and vile.

You comfort one minute and scar the next.

You bring out the devil in me,

Unleash me in front of unsuspecting humans,

And I thoroughly I despise you for that.

So, I've decided to be a devil, that's faithful only to you.

And seduce you..

Seduce you.. until death can finally do us part.