I do believe in Faeries.

They don't shy away from the light,
these things will take you
in the most public of places.
It isn't painful, at first.
They will taunt you with the most
rich foods and sweetest ciders.
Saying no is not an option any longer.
Only then, drunk with pleasure and sweet caresses,
will you notice the pallid color of their skin.
The abnormally elongated spines,
the double-jointed limbs,
the hollow backs,
vines growing underneath flesh.
Only then will you realize that the gentle touches
are actually thorns biting into your skin.
And the cakes you are eating
are merely bits of moss.
But you no longer have the ability to care.
Your eyes are empty and lifeless,
like a child's toy.