Psychopath on the Hunt

It's been years
     since I've seen it done this well
     the old face of the psychopath
     hunting for prey
     the same old moves
Artistically performed
     so suave and savagely saccharine
     sophisticated sophistry's serenade
     subtle sympathectomy of my soul
     such syzygetic seduction
Charm leaking from you
     flitting between people and conversations
     like a honey bee
     from this flower to that flower
     testing the harvest, testing it's fruit
Spreading your pearliest smile
     a tight grip on my shoulder
     that old touch I remember well
     the uninvited but warm touch
     for one so young, you are well practiced
"I know you," I think to myself
     I've felt this before in another life
     so sweet you are, your trap so alluring
     kind and measured, clockwork words
     the snake charming the fakir
For all your intentions
     I won't relapse into your trap
     nor be taken in by your enticement
     that kiss that predates the bite
     prelude of pain that inevitably inundates
I'm not that stupid
     to fall back into that touch again
     that snaps shut when I'm not looking
     find your morbid supply elsewhere
     I'm craving enough on my own as it is

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