It’s a hit of a lightning,
instantly rendering blind.
The features are striking
and in no way kind.
It’s demanding surrender
without the fight.
Promising sly splendour
and imminent flight.
It’s viciously willing –
run past the point of return.
Somehow aggressively healing
the incurable burn.
It was disturbingly easy –
strip myself brazenly bare.
even with you being sleazy
I don’t ask “why” only “where”.