Angel's Eyes

You may freeze in his arctic-blue eyes.I'm not one to fall for an angelic look, though.I'm a devil inside appearing pretty and nice.I'll drag him into the whirpool, and he'll never know.

He's way too innocuous, pure, so out of this world.I see him staring at me, as though I was honey.As though he wanted to try me, to taste me,To make me his girl...

but I am the devil.

Devils never make friends,Neither they dance at sunrise.Devils curse, not pray, and devilsHave no affairs with seraphs.

25 окт. 2024 г.