The Devil I Know
The eyes blazed with fire bright
Hair black as space unknown
Skin smooth like satin touch
In seductive voices she lets her scriptures flow
And that’s the devil I know
Better the devil I know
Blood warm lips that taste like wine
Long tapered fingers that entwine
My soul for her to keep
That’s the devil I know
Better the devil I know
Her chest heaves in play
As she makes my body sway
Her grey hound thin waist
Delight my tastes with the slightest brush
Curved like a scimitar blade
Her back ripples like dragon scales
With unholy grace such that’s only seen to be believed
She wraps her legs around me
Her scent of passion surrounds me
All I can do is try to breathe
Spent and wasted I lie
Next to the devil I know
Better the devil I know
I wake in days to hide
My nights spent to cry
Hoping, wishing, dying
Yearning her return
Better the devil I know
That’s the devil I used to know
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