the harsh truth of her love

~Why do i fall for it every time?
Every line.
Every word.
Every syllable that drips off her lips like the blood in her veins, spreading warmth through her body like hot showers kissing her skin some parts more tender than others.
Her lips.
Her neck, across her shoulders, dripping off her breasts, down past her belly button.
Her smile so sharp you could almost swear its knives.
Her lips as soft as fresh sheets.
Her eyes as deadly as a snake bite.
Piercing its long fangs into your skin your veins filling up with acid like venom full of death wishes, and the only thing she cares about is what she gets out of the deal.~