Fool's Gold

she's the girl
with the salty-lipped smile
and the glass-sharp laugh
she longs for intimacy
but shys away from touch
she is shattered by insecurity
but her gaze is defiant
and her chin is always high
she is the angel
who sold her soul
she is the demon
who is cursed with love
she is the victim
but she is even more the monster
she's the coal in a diamond mine
she's the fool's gold
but damn does she shine

Twisted

she was beautiful
but twisted
her charm
i could not have resisted
if i tried
the curve of her smile was a little off kilter
she always giggled during sermons
in serious conversations she had no filter
and the things she found beautiful
were often rather tragic:
a bloom of red warm on white skin
the sting of salt on dry, cracked lips
women's smiles tainted with a hint of sin
and demons dancing in mind's shadows