Scarlet Demon

She has lips like rubies

Sparkling in the mist

A soft crimson dress

Draped across her chest

The fire in her gaze 

Obscures the dark abyss

Because the bitter truth

Is her eyes are ink-black holes-

She's a crossroads demon

Standing at the corner

With a promise in her hands

Beckoning you closer

She will grant your wish

You'll have it for a time

Beware the sacrificial price-

Your happiness costs your soul

But it's a deal you'll take

Along the side of the road

You know what you want

And will never let go

She's so convincing

With her heavy breaths

Irresistibly intoxicating

But she tastes like death

She leans in close

You whisper your wish

Writhing in pain

As she seals it with a kiss

Then with one last caress

Of her cherry locks

She vanishes like smoke 

With your fragile soul

You bury your offering

Among the crossroads sand

Knowing she'll be back again

To take you by the hand

And drag you down to hell.

Reviews

[JoshiDx]

This sounds vaguely familiar, like a distant memory recalled in a passing mist. Demonic metaphors adrift in a sea of resonance. How lovely.