Bad Boy

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Bad boy — teach me

Teach me your magick,

Devil, share your dreams;

even darkness has a love,

or so it would seem.

Whisper your overt spells,

let me fall into your trance,

I will spend eternity

in your never-ending dance.

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Lost, soaring — I yearn for

Your soft words of insanity,

those often misinterpreted melodies,

softly, laced with profanities;

a symphony in sexual rhapsody.

Hungry shaman, let me be your vice

displayed in your collection of perversities.

No matter your asking price,

Your charms call to me;

shall I tremble at your stare?

In hell, shame is pride’s cloak;

rebellious, brazen, and aware,

I meet your eyes, tempting,

for the Devil, too, has its allure.