Take heed lest you fall
into the tempting hands of ruin
she sighs, gives a shrilling cry
of longing and abuse
Drawn to her promised twists
you seek the need that she can give
you smile, drunk in lust
dreaming that you have won
Trapped in her piercing warmth
you huff and puff to wrench free
a victory, we rejoice when you do
but pieces of you stay, bleeding and torn
Lost in the strength of spirits and wines
you yearn and yearn to feel divine
sad mournful pieces come away
as you welcome her embrace, yet again.
