Girl in a Sari

 
You turned up from nowhere  
my bearer of miracles  
with long dreamy hair  
bold eyes that laughed without fear  
and when you called me lover  
I opened my soul to share  
 
But now each tainted word  
twists splinters to poison my heart  
and as the blood wells up  
your memory smiles  
working its salt  
deeper into pain  
beyond an agony of tears  
 
Somehow  
you turned into a viper  
parading your fangs after the kill  
pausing only to yawn  
before you bleed me dry  
and leave  
 
I suppose your legs are still not bad  
but I'd rather remember  
that girl in a sari  
who cared about me  
and not about the money  
flexing her toes in the sand