Evil

wilted petals of a rose
once preciously red
had dried
grayed
and began
to resemble death
instead of love

what was meant to represent beauty

shriveled into hideous decay

in the last days of their relationship

lips that tasted sweet
became sour

passion that was
at first
exciting
became poison

her neck

which he'd pecked
with so many soft kisses

seemed as if
it was daring his hands

to be clutched
until there was nothing

left in her eyes

ultimately

he did not

and she never realized
how close she was