Acting

I don't know love
but obsession, idolatry.
my starlight shines on
only those who would carry me.
buy my sex, my smile,
buy me life.
I'm always wrong.
fall prey to plagues, diseases,
your lips—vile—vial,
slow acting poison.
lie to me, I
lie with you.
the gift on your lips
the subtle tastes of foreign flavours.
I cling to you, my life raft
but am your stepping stone,
you hold me down; I drown.