A Deadly Affair

How long has it been

Since I’ve tasted the night?

My dally with darkness

Fueled by my spite.

My knives filed sharp

For this morbid affair.

Feral eyes painted black

For this enticing nightmare.

Would you drink from my cup?

Brimming sweetness, yet laced.

Can I tempt you to sip

What would lay us to waste?

Your desires, they peak

With my blades to your skin.

And I would carve my affections

Crimson dripping with sin.

As we dance and we dally

With a hypnotizing grace

Corrupt with our cravings

In this destructive embrace.