Flattery

Your silky words spun over me.
They oiled their way through my permeable skin.
Seeping between the bones of my rib cage
And into my open heart.

My eyes sparkled as the glitter of your favour fell.
I found myself saying “Yes” to you.
But, I did know that your honeyed words,
Full of dripping ingratiation, were just empty sounds.
Your enticing promises about the future held no weight
And this would not end well.