Perfect Man

He seemed to be the perfect man

holding doors

ordering wine with care

dinners out in high end places

a life she could never afford.

She ignored the warnings

the tides

the signs

believing that her prince had come

while her friends watched in fear.

Becoming lost in him

losing her way

her soul

her very being

until she was no more.

Sucked dry

withered

sered

eroding away

her life force.

Beside her

jovial

carefree

restored to youth

a man who only takes

never giving in return.

Oct. 6/18

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