with some hesitancy

he approached her slowly

deliberately reaching out his aura to envelop her in netted lies of lovehunger

teasing her with all his might soaring his magnanimity to heights
he could not but, worse, did not intend to, maintain
would it have been impossible

to seduce her

without

the

lie

?

was it her need that created the vaccuum that sucked his lies out of him in the first place?

was the seduction always a lie? because that's what we want?

for just a brief time

a fairy tale

a fiction

an inspired dream
a break from the drudgery of reality

must he be Zeus because we cannot love a swan?