she has
the eyes
of an angel
the lips
of the devil
the curves
of a seaside road
at dusk
and
the hands
of a serial killer

she has
the voice
of salvation
the scent
of damnation
the heart
of devotion
spoken between beats
and
the mind
of a poetic scholar

in her
is equal measure
life and death
pleasure and pain
joy and sorrow

yet

when she looks at me
all there is
in the entire universe

is her

and
i belong to her
to do
as she pleases
torment or ecstacy
fire or ice

she is everything