My enemy
you were too easy to snare
chasing a dream
we built together.
Hope is your deceiver, not I.
A fragile bait
too strong to resist.
You came
with your clouded eyes open to treachery
but you still came.
It was not for wealth alone
nor security
(little lies to rationalise your wish)
but for him -
a million fragmented facts
you wanted to believe.
This time you betrayed yourself
handing me the victory
I have won...
I go to my prize - your ship.
You, to your end - my deathtrap.
"Goodbye. We won't meet again."
Unless, perhaps, in Hell...

-- Kathryn A