The painted beauty hides so many secrets,
Behind a mask adorned with lies.
The tainted Seraph glides across the iridescent floor.
She calls to me.
With covered eyes, She beckons my body...
... And I’ve submitted.
My Angel deceives me,
With jaded lips,
I’ve taken a taste.
Sweet, ignorant indulgence,
I perched towards the edge,
And every whisper draws me closer...
Sanity...slowly slipping...
As She smiles,
Relief washes over me...
I shut my eyes, the last step towards insanity.
And every regret I have...
Disappears