Not Even An Angel

Devil invites me inside
His wafer ice-cream house
Guides me by the hand
And lays me down without
A blink, he smiles sweetly
I’m afraid but I trust him
Completely
Naively

He smells my jasmine skin
Tucking my hair behind my ear
Holding me close against him
Encouraging me to,
Whisper, still smiling
Eyes twinkling,
Smooth velvet skin
Reveals

Devil runs his warm hands
Down my nervous naked spine
Shiver in my bones
Conscious of being shy
But I melt away
Baring my awkward body
Defenceless
Trusting

He breathes me inside of him
Intuition breaks my mood
There is something
Just not quite right
Hesitate
Can’t work it out
Pre-meditated
Attack

Devil tries to take my mind
Off the noise that startled
Me from the other side
It’s nothing
Just you and me
You
And
Me

Except intuition knows
I’m facing an ordeal
Never repeated to a human soul
Words do not escape
Do not form on my tongue
To even express
Broken
butterflies

I see two pairs of eyes
And then bodies bolt out
Of the jammed door
Through my naked tears
Falling on to my naked
Trembling skin
I scream at the devil
I runaway

I gather my scattered
Shattered self
I’m crying
I’m screaming
I’m cursing
Cold
Black
Murder

Not even an angel
Can take that once
Sweet like chocolate
Cold stone heart
Of menacing
Violating
Humiliation
Away.