With Poisoned Skill

With Poisoned Skill -A Villanelle

We watched in silence still
Unable to read between her hidden lines
She hid it from us with poisoned skill.

She lost her saddened will,
And as she strayed from lecherous binds
We watched in silence still.

She had fallen short of her scathed hill
And though there was mirror to her mind,
She hid it from us with poisoned skill.

Unreachable purity she could not fill,
She only struggled against loves steep decline,
We watched in silence still. 

With outstretched hands, riddled with friendships thrill,
We strove against the incomprehension of her design,
She hid it from us with poisoned skill.

Truth takes patient rest on confusions sill,
And though our thinking is but kind
We watch in silence, still
She hid it from us with poisoned skill.