the woman takes my hands
and leads me to her den
she lays me on the floor
she approaches me then
her lips near my ears
she tells me to be still
she runs them down my chest
she fills me with a thrill
my darkness seems to lift
for just a moment or two
my life seems to pause
i know just what to do
my arms above my head
i am given so much pleasure
my joy builds up forever
but to what destructive measure?
the curtains fall to the ground
the black light blows out the candles
the purple wings of her demon
jut out like wicked mantles
i panic and try to run
but her claws dig into my back
i collapse and fade away
once again all now is black
looking down on the pieces
i cannot seem to recall
what the fuck went wrong
what caused this dark fall