deceivery

The gilded tongue, a serpent's grace, A whispered lie, a painted face. A velvet touch, a hidden sting, Where trust takes flight, on broken wing. The mirrored gaze, a fractured truth, A stolen bloom, of faded youth. The hollow promise, softly spun, A web of shadows, day undone. The brittle mask, it starts to crack, A whispered fear, there's no turning back. The empty echo, where love once shone, A heart betrayed, forever alone.