reciprocity
of devilish intent
the paint
cracks
in the antique frame
the cherubic smile
falling flakes
of lead based skin
to drift
across the room

the smile
turns to
frown
the joy
seeps
into sorrowful
tears
where once
love
did flourish
only
seething hatred
boils
beneath the surface

hidden
in deft strokes
underneath
the angels
lie demons
with eyes
filled with malice
in shades
of ebon and crimson
a painting
of devilish intent
reciprocity