Her eyes twinkle with withdrawn secrets in the dwindling sun, the darkening rays illuminating her vast, oceanic eyes. The pearly grey depths of the rocking sea, reflect effortlessly into her intensely arbitrary blues. The windows to her lack of soul taunt me on as the untameable wind throws back her platinum hair, banishing the fraying elastic out to sea. As I am enthralled by her utter beauty and wicked gaze, she leans closer, her sweet breath intoxicating my oxygen-starved lungs. My chest pounds unmercifully as my thrumming heart ceases, slowing down the trickling grain of time. The tantalizing raptor in front of me reaches past my love-stiff body, pinning me to the bow of our stolen rowboat. Her painted nails, dipped deep with red vengeance, grip the side of our narrow wooden vessel and before I know it, I'm overboard. And as I sink, for I know not how to swim, the lady of the devil grins beautifully, the bubbling surface rippling away her complexion.
