She Was the Devil

by Jorge   Mar 19, 2008


She Was the Devil
10/06/07

Lips of red and cyan eyes
Must be heaven yet I'm imprisoned
Where are your hands?
Which play with my body and mind?

And the day goes by
As I long for your warmth
But you walk away
You are the devil that dances with me.

I can't fight you
Just surrender myself to you
And yet my heart
Keeps dancing with you.

Where is my heart
Where do you keep it?
No answer slips out of you
As your tongue inside my mouth.

And you leave me here to die
As you vanish away
Whispering songs of perversion
Loved you my angel... my devil.

Azrael

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