Softly he whispers in my ear,
A tale of sadness and pain.
Featuring the tormented souls
Of past conquests, he loved so well
The screams are all I hear,
As he laughs.

His arms hold me tight,
Helpless against his will.
In a crushing embrace
I'm sure will leave bruises
Lost in his eyes,
As he leans in for the kill.

I struggle hopelessly,
Against his enchanting smile.
The contest waged inside
As heart and head battle
Until he is done with me,
At least for now.

He tears my heart out on a whim,
And he grins at the sight.
A heart rent in his grasp
A mind defeated by lust,
Without a fight.