Temptress
Smooth-skinned devil
Siren
Sweet songstress of turmoil
You grabbed ahold
Of my soul
Long long ago
And your grip keeps tightening
The moon won't hide us
The stars won't save me
It's beautiful and frightening
black birds circling
you'll be dead by night
but you close in
showered by dim light
the way you sway
I'm willing prey
I'll die a thousand
deaths tonight
you're terrifying
you chill me to the bone
yet enchanting
more so than I've ever known
I long
for that slow
end
at your mercy
I dream
of the fall
at your claws
Dec 3, 2013
Dec 3, 2013 at 10:15 PM UTC
Temptress
Smooth-skinned devil
Siren
Sweet songstress of turmoil
You grabbed ahold
Of my soul
Long long ago
And your grip keeps tightening
The moon won't hide us
The stars won't save me
It's beautiful and frightening
black birds circling
you'll be dead by night
but you close in
showered by dim light
the way you sway
I'm willing prey
I'll die a thousand
deaths tonight
you're terrifying
you chill me to the bone
yet enchanting
more so than I've ever known
I long
for that slow
end
at your mercy
I dream
of the fall
at your claws
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