“I will come to you at nightime, I will climb into your bed”…

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He held her in his arms…
As she drifted off to sleep…
Wondered what she was thinking…
What secrets she may keep…
What was she now dreaming…
As the Sandman took a hold…
The room was slowly spinning…
Even asleep, she’s in control…
 
So beautiful, so peaceful…
He held on so very tight…
It had all been so surreal…
On that dark and crazy night…
But now he lay there wondering…
In a dazed and confused state…
How did she infect him…
What had bewitched this date…
 
Was it fate’s twisted game…
Or were dark forces at play…
Was all of this simply witchcraft…
Would it wear off the next day…
Why had she chosen him…
She could have had anyone…
He was dirt on the ground…
She blazed brightly like the Sun…
 
The beauty and the beast…
They couldn’t be more apart…
Yet she looked at him spellbound…
Like he’d somehow drugged her heart…
Or cast a spell upon her…
Like a wizard from ancient times…
Leaving her so intoxicated…
She’d succumb and intertwine…
 
Did he corrupt her innocent mind…
Like a modern day Dorian Gray…
Or was she the one who swayed him…
And made sure she got her way…
It all got so confusing…
And fucked up both their heads…
Now he lay there in wonder…
Gazing at this Goddess in the bed…
 
And held her in his arms…
Never wanting to let go…
Hoping time would simply freeze…
Knowing Hell beckoned down below…
It’s where he was now heading…
As the Devil now owned his soul…
The payment for these beautiful things…
And punishment for losing all control…

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