slick was the tongue
that poured on me
words like liquid silver
sharp were these eyes
that pierced
my very core
villainous were those lips
that smiled at my folly
quick though were those hands
they never broke my fall
and as I dropped into the depths
all I could hear
was that soothing voice….
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The ultimate poem of betrayal. Great write.