Weakness?
I'm locked in you-
I am aware-
trapt inside
your captive stare.
Those amber eyes
are my demise,
the trojan horse
of your disguise.
But it's nothing to
your lullaby,
the siren's song
that makes me cry,
but out of sorrow
or out of bliss?
I'd never know
but for your kiss,
like Heaven's Hell-
I am aware-
a Judas kiss,
but I dont care.
