Tango with the devil

Shall I dance with the devil, he has me on strings like japetto, so I let go, a twirl, a dance, a strange trance, we swing hand by hand, endless romance, devilish grin while I fall deeper within, charming smile, liquid cocaine for lips, hemp for scent, meth for eyes, just look as he glides, and me, as he slides, his hands against mine, hell fire and brimstone never felt so inviting, so enlightening, It rains, I don't even see the lightning, we walk the long road and forgotten, traveled by the forbidden, so help me, I am the forsaken, so shall I dance, entering this trance, the moon turns red, the sun has bled, the night is the day while the day cries, my soul rides the eternal dance, I am slowly drifting from purgatory, I see regrets, I see demise, I see sickness, am I part of this category, springs of blood waterfalls, so gory, the path is short and easy, I looked into his eyes, I fell for his charm, he snatched my soul from within, I guess I fell for sin


Inspired by: http://www.everypoet.net/poetry/blogs/willow/dance_with_the_devil_italian_octave_modern#comment-63414