An evil demon with the face of an angel and broken teeth
smiled at me while I was sleeping. I became sick with desire
for the demon’s face and to understand her torment. I
wanted to absorb it into my body, and remain untainted. I
wanted to make tenderness fill that cruel breast. Passionate
and adoring, I broke the demon’s heart, and found out what
it meant to truly be at the mercy of love.
© Dipti Saravanamuttu