she caught his hand and smiled at him
her lips flickered like fire, the acrid smoke
curling around her face and falling as hair
she caught his waist and wrapped herself
around him, coiling and embracing him like
a cold black wick of an eyeless candle
she caught his eyes and burned her breath
into them, amused at how they melted away
and left gaping holes of belated reason
shining on his blackened and hallow face
she caught his heart and licked it clean
fueled her smile with blood and pain she
left the thing somewhere on Arnaiz Ave,
where the lights bled and flared like she did.
and she laid him there. withered broken empty charred
blistering in places that were still were pink and pulsing
she gave a delicate little kick, fire trailing from her tiny toes
as he rolled over clumsily and fell into the starless river
he floated away, sockets and mouth wide open and
waiting for moonlight to pour in and burn the last of
him, in places she did not grinningly slather in
burning saliva. and the water could not cool him
and nothing ever will.