Corrosion of the Heart

In the shadows where the streetlights flicker,

A man with a smile, oh so slicker,

He roamed the alleys with charm as his art,

Whispering sweet nothings, a thief of the heart.

A young girl wandered, innocence bright,

With dreams in her eyes, a soul full of light,

He approached her gently, like a breeze in the night,

A master of shadows, he danced out of sight.

"Come, let me show you a world so divine,

Where stars paint the sky and the moon is our wine.

I’ll take you to places where laughter won't cease,

With me, little dove, you’ll find your heart’s peace."

She followed him blindly, her heart all aglow,

Unaware of the darkness that lay deep below,

He spun her a tale, woven tight with deceit,

With every sweet word, he tightened the heat.

Days turned to whispers, secrets like chains,

The corrosion of trust only remains,

For in his embrace, love twisted to fear,

Her laughter now echoes in shadows unclear.

He played the sweet violin, a melody false,

While inside her heart, he prepared for the waltz,

With illusion as armor, he chipped at her soul,

A puppeteer dancing, now losing control.

But the heart has strength, a resilience profound,

In the wreckage of trust, new roots can be found.

She broke from his grasp, the chains fell away,

With courage ignited, she reclaimed her day.

Now he wanders alone, a ghost of his scheme,

While she soars through the skies, a phoenix, it seems.

For in the corrosion of hearts, lessons unfold,

That love should be tender and never controlled.