Ruse

Twisted stratagem.
It begins..
One by one, they both sink in.
Following blindly... Entangled in sin.
New deception, the plots thickening.

Come hither...
Closer, watch closely.
Silence an absolute necessity.
The air filled with unbridled insincerity.

Deep breath, a sigh. Mouth bone dry.
The facade, cold irony, crooked smile.
Long lashes, dark brown hair, crimson lips,
Watch him fawn over her, as she whines in despair.
On cold concrete falls effortless tears.

Has sweet betrayal found a worthy opponent?
His innocence, a fatal mirage.
Flattery, such trickery to get what he wants.
Preying on the fallacy she portrays.
Duplicity.
Who will win this game?

The ruse begins, but will it end?
They're tangled in lies, that lie , for the sake of lying itself.
One deceiving the other, unbeknownst to one so is the other.
The former and the latter.
Drenched in tears which provoke strong desire.
Falling deeper, farther, faster.

On the Menu:
Betrayal wrapped up in deceit.
Juicy recipe for disaster.
Who will be the first to break?
This deception, beautifully mastered.

Come closer.
Gather around.
What is prevarication?
Treachery in its own right.
Let's see if this game lasts more than just one night.