with a difference

eyes sting
water with concealed lust
for wisps and darts
of barely sparking smoke
curling up from dusty flames
that lick and taste

heavenly want stirs within
and nothing can cover
the fact that you love me
because when i look
i see you
in every corner
if i love you
you love me
and this is the way the story goes

upon turning the page
and reading the blue inked
red lined words
i discover ..

he sleeps in the bed of a devil
one with blonde curls
and a scheming smile

i will have to change my story.