Demon’s Love

I met her when,

I was ready to die.

The glorious Angel,

Who had the lovliest eyes.

She wore a blood-red bow on her head,

Knowing full well that it had a large thread.

When I went to converse with her,

I thought to myself.

How do I charm such a lovely creature.

Will she be afraid of such a horid creature.

While I was still questioning what I should do,

she was coming my way,

with a smile on her face.

My heart was pounding when she asked me my name,

Without hesitation I gave it to her.

She had me promise not to abandon her,

I promised not to hurt her,

Then without notice,

she was in my arms,

giving me a kiss.

Since that kiss,

I knew she was the one,

To give this demon a chance,

To dance among angels one more time.