Her embrace gave the sweetest burns
all over my frozen, scrawny body.
I blanket my eyes with ignorance,
But her stare ripped through my eyelids.
She held out her white hands.
I yearn to feel their warmth again.
But a sharp bittersweet pain stung me
And its ecstasy lured me back.
And so the fool is once again
Trapped in the cage he built.
The hypocrite remains
A puppet in his own demented world.