The devil dances in Dallas
Sweaty bastard
The serpent snake slithers unrepentantly close
Giving me an emotionless hug
Beat me down demon
No more
Here and now
This valet has stopped
You never tipped anyway
So what was the point?
Carrying my cross high above my head
Don’t even dare
To come close to my weaknesses
The ones that you know so well
Playing upon them
Destroying my fragile soul
No more
I will burn your heartless carcass in a second
You are totally unable to give love
Love that I desperately long for
You had me fooled
Devil
No more
I will dance
And probably with you
As you are my Devil
My sin
My everything
Because, I like the way you feel
Not the way you leave me
With a consistent hunger
And craving for a taste of you
Always wanting more and more
Then you respond with nothing
Dark, cold, empty nothingness
Now damn it
I fucking want more
But I will not allow it
Stop
No more
My Devil takes only what he wants
Then spits out the remaining aftermath
With a lustful gleam in his eyes
He says…
“NEXT”
Taking on another unsuspecting
Brown, doe-eyed girl
Barely over the legal age of 18
The Devil Will Dance
Again
-vicki-
