Wanna Play?

Toril "Wanna Play"

You beckon

I come

Yes, I know better

and still, I come

You are a thief

a deceiver

You will always hurt me

and still, I come

When you look at me

with those pleading eyes

and that beguiling smile

I can't resist

Time and time again

I come

Trusting your words

more than my own knowledge

Such foolishness!

Still, I come

By the time I see

the glint in your eyes

it is too late

Your alabaster teeth flash and

encircle my neck

like a string of pearls.

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Artistic Interpretations with Margaret, Art With Toril