In The Night

Greet me with a closed hand

grasping a serrated knife

tempt me darkly

with your tainted tongue

sing sweet words

into my heart

your poisoned drink

emptied in my mind

take me gently

by the hand

blood marks on your fingers

lead me into

the Forbidden Forest

darkness clutching at my soul

tugging gently

to my desires

weaken my body

with your drugged kiss

pouring lies into this bowl

drunken with your lovely shadows

sacrifice me

in the night

The End

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