And then I met her,
          the daughter of Lucifer Himself
          and she knows not.
          And now she comes to me;
          she invades me when I sleep
          and appears when I awake,
          she accompanies me by day
          and possesses me by night
          Temptress, Seductress, Succubus,
          her body of angels, her soul of the devil
          her heart of fire, and black, and ice;
          she offers me of lapis lazuli
          a binding of her love
          but she knows not;
          Bound I am, Love I have
          her eyes of green hide not the black,
          the darkness of her soul
          the abyss of her being
          I am trapped yet willingly.
          She pierces me.
          Again she pierces me
          as it pains me at times
          for tolerance of her rages,
          I cannot live without her;
          shrieking, flailing, thrashing,
          the demon within begging release
          barely contained is she,
          have I even the power to do so;
          she lies now still beside me
          as calm and fresh as a summer breeze,
          her eyes look into mine
          and I hold her as a jewel in the night
          about me falls a sense of peace,
          of harmony, of security;
          the same as the gazelle must feel
          before the lioness lurches from the grass
          and sinks her teeth into his throat.
          Yet revelation of my fate i have seen
          it is not enough to let her go,
          she rises and grins wickedly
          and sears my mind with her gaze
          she leads me by gentle hands to some place,
          a bed of down it felt,
          though would not have mattered
          had it been a thicket of thorns;
          pain and pleasure entwined
          such infernal, celestial pleasure
          gliding, aching, soaring,
          swirling through the abyss.
          my consciousness returns slowly,
          paralyzed I lay
          she rises and grins wickedly
          tracing her lips with fingers or talons
          I am too weak even to speak,
          she lifts me softly to her breast
          and swears undying love.
          as all Earth should crumble around me
          I am here for her.