Dancing with the Devil

When your torn between abstracts of right and wrong...

Your igniting my heart on fire

 

Do you even know what your doing to me?

 

I feel the twisting and turnings of inscruitable harmony.

 

 

Your face taunts my memories and I wonder daily

 

Why did this happen to me?

 

What ever happened to the line between reality and make-believe.

 

 

Your creeping and crawling under my skin

 

How much longer can I live covered in sin?

 

It tastes so sweet, but smells so bad this intolerable inkling I have.

 

 

Your whispering now, you tickle my heart

 

Why do I feel this, Im falling apart!

 

 

Your haunting my dreams and dawning a haze

 

Its now impossible to go about my day

 

              I thought I had it all under control

 

But Im submiting and permitting this to absolve

 

 

Your words they caress me and melt me down

 

Ive lost all my senses to the demons Ive found

 

Out here in the wilderness of my heart

 

Im coming to terms with sacrilegious arts.

 

 

Youve consumed me now, its done

 

Ive forfeited all my rights with this one

 

Im closing my eyes and imagining your smile

 

As I dance with the devil, I have known quite awhile.

Author's Note

My keyboard is broken, so I don't have any apostrophes. I'm not really worried about any editing or grammar errors, I'm working on conveying emotions more than anything.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

A beautiful poem. Title brought me to the poem. It seem we do dance with the Devil. I believe when we are young. Need to celebrate life. When we are old. Work and bills will take our dreams away. When age is our advantage. Dance, sing and love when you can. One day you will wish you did. A excellent poem.