Shark Bait

The day she met you
was her last sane one.
You spread thin lips
across shark's teeth,
but she saw pearls.
Her home became
your aquarium,
her soul,
your feeding ground.

She bent over backwards
to stroke your fins
and polish your ego.
When the tank became
too small for you both,
you stayed to swim,
she pitched a tent
on the sand.

You fed off her emotions
before she knew them.
Diving in your pool,
in the dark,
a final sacrifice,
she whispered, "I love you"
as your teeth
sank...