Sugared Venom, my Sweet Temptation
He stands ethereal, my demon, my love.
His fingertips are soft, his embrace inviting.
Translucent eyes bore into mine
For what has he to hide from me?
He’s given me the world and its wonders,
Seducing me from the light…
…pulling me into darkness.
He stands ethereal, my demon, the love of my wayward heart.
He beckons to me, honey dripping from the lips that conceal his forked tongue.
Each of my desires seems laid bare before his eyes
And he holds each for ransom: if I should sell more of my soul
I can have more of the world.
He seduces me from the light.
He drags me into darkness.
He stands ethereal, my demon, my sweet and treacherous temptations
Visions of riches, pleasure and ecstasy he sends to me
Succulent like chocolate, dangerous like sugared venom.
He is a slow-acting poison and I the willing drinker,
Enjoying the thrills as I convulse, wither, and fade.
He seduces me from the light.
He drags me into darkness.
And in tears, in foolishness, like a slave I follow.
But there stands another, His voice a soothing whisper compared to my demon’s sirens.
Opaque eyes with unfathomable depths seek mine.
It is these eyes that open mine.
It is His lips that draw forth the venom from my wounds
He heals my self-soul-mutilations with his breath.
He calls me from the dark,
Carries me into the light.
He stands eternal, my Lord, my Savior
He has never forsaken me when I forgot Him.
Wielding a sword of truth, he slays my sweet and treacherous temptations,
Casting out the demon I once loved.
He gives me a cup of joy and not of poison.
He calls me from the dark,
Carries me into the light.
And I find myself a slave no longer.
