Roaming the earth
Like misguided ghosts
Looking for a home
From host to host
Shattered hearts
Yet strong black wings
Melancholy songs...
The only ones they seem to sing
Dressed in dark clothing
From head to toe
Their clothes are in shreds
To show misery and woe
They rarely appear
In the blinding sunlight
But rather make an appearance
In the darkness of the night
He catches a glimpse
And follows in a trance
She catches his eye
And leads him in a dance
This isn't a jig
It's more of a waltz
Filled with twists & turns
No room for defaults
The angel guides him
Every step of the way
He keeps thinking she'll disappear
However, she's here to stay
The dance slows to a stop
She whispers "follow me"
A lustful look fills his eyes
As he stares so vacantly
They arrive at the destination
The angel pulls him in
Whispering in his ear
Warming his soul within
She relinquishes control
Letting his hands begin to grab
She digs her nails into his flesh
The wounds are sure to turn to scabs
Sounds are released
Lips are bitten
Bodies are intertwined
The story is written
She climbs on top
Like a queen on a throne
Consuming his heart
Taking it as her own
This dark fallen angel
Has found herself a mate
She did it her dark twisted way
Without the silly first date
He became curious
She let him take control
But in exchange for sweet pleasure
He lost his own soul
The boy and the angel
Are now bonded as one
She completed her mission
The dark deed is done
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