i prepared her a feast
made her favorite dish
served it on a silver tray
she smiled
said it smelled delicious
as she removed the lid
she gasped in delight
my heart
on a bed
of wilted promise
garnished with every lie
she ever uttered
in moments
of passion

enjoy my love
i whispered
as she sank
her sharp white teeth in
tore at the meaningless muscle
smiled as blood
ran down
her dainty little chin