The Killer and the Lover

by Sean Michael

There’s a murderer in my head;
A martyr lies asleep in my bed:
True love is worth fighting for, she says.

He wields a poisoned-tip dagger,
He’ll thrust it through her heart,
There’s a murderer in my head.

She awakens and blinks the sleep from her eyes;
I wonder why she’s not some place better instead:
True love is worth fighting for, she says.

He clasps his hand around the hilt violently,
He moves toward her silently;
There’s a murderer in my head.

She’s a firm believer in truth and love.
So beautiful, she lies there in my bed.
True love is worth fighting for, she says.

You should have loved someone else instead,
I’m afraid I’ll ruin this relationship,
There’s a murderer in my head.
True love is worth fighting for, she says.

Photo credit: Twilight

Posted for  dVerse Poets, The Art of Villanelle, April 2, 2015