The Mockery

I knew a girl who bore the weight of the world.
I tore her from her burden, drying her lonely tears.
She looked at me with cold, glossy eyes.
She gave to me a mockery of love.

A coveted gift, presented an illusion of purity.
I gave to her a promise, honest and true.
She snickered at my words, and turned from me.
In the darkness, I saw the light.

I let the black taint my velvet red.
I fell into 10 thousand pieces.
Smooth and gentle hands put me into place.
Like a jigsaw puzzle, she figured out who I was to the fullest extent.

Her words over took me like cool waves.
A touch let the butterflies take flight.
An embrace set off eruptions of emotions.
Her lips shattered my sanity and made me hers.

I became the coveted, the wanted.
The other returned with need in her eyes.
Another mockery and I was to be fooled no more.
In the light a demon basks with her newly tainted angel.