Like a wave you over take my senses. 

Seductive to the last drop. 

You are as seductive as love; 

but in your wake lyes an onslaught 

of broken hearts bodies and spirits. 

Riddled with pain. 

Not the pain we enjoy 

but the pain 

that makes death a blessing and life a curse. 

The type of pain that makes one almost regret ever speaking to you. 

You leave me torn like stretched linen. 

Hanging in the breeze;

 and what terrifies me so-

is that you do all this with 

such elegance and ease.