HORROR Poem: Rot Beneath Roses, by Shana Kor

I kissed a coffin
Disguised in skin
A grin stitched from promises
He never meant to keep

He entered like velvet
Dripping charm lik candlewax
Down my spine
I welcomed the burn

He fed me sugared glass
Called it devotion
I bled with tears in my eyes
And a smile

Now he lives in my sleep
As a shadow
As a phantom
In the shape of desire

Every mask anew
Peeling at the edges
Smelling faintly of him
Rot beneath roses