Temptress

She wielded the unholy fire,
In her red lips...
I wanted to kiss them,
And let an inferno enrapture me...
But alas,
Her intent was not to hurt,
But it happened to me,
Anyway...
I tried to be nice...
I bought her gifts...
But I was played like a piano,
And discarded among the rest,
Of her followers...
Can I be next in line?
Am I setting my self,
To fall again?
I am unappreciated,
And I thought she would,
Understand my actions...
But I was discarded among the rest,
Of her minions...
The love she gave was fickle,
And spread sporatically,
To her followers...
I wish she'd get off of her throne...
I wish I could touch her...
I wish...she would love me...