You brought me to this
a strange, dark place
with words that caress
tongue of serpents grace
Taste of my fears
whetting your lips
wont for it's danger
to your delight
And dare I to falter
a stumble in my step
the hand you now offer
to raise or drag down
The danger that drives me
yet holds me in check
to cross to your world
never to turn back
Your passions and lusts
your promises, so devine
still the question now exposed
how much truth and what part lie... |