Dancing With the Devil
He walked slowly over
To this beautiful girl
Standing alone in a corner
'May I have this dance? "
She gave him her hand
And together they waltzed
Out onto the dance floor.
He had no idea
As he smiled down at her
That he was
Dancing with the devil.
She looked deep into his eyes
And smiled up at him
His breath caught in his chest
She was the most beautiful woman
He had ever danced with
But he was
Dancing with the devil.
He led her off the dance floor
And to a motel
He knew he shouldn't
After all he had a wife at home
But he couldn't explain
The overwhelming attraction
He felt toward this girl
He would have understood
If only he knew
He'd been
Dancing with the devil.
He entered her
She wrapped her legs around him
And pulled him deep inside her soul
She looked into his eyes
And their eyes locked
And slowly, ever so slowly,
He continued
Dancing with the devil.
As their slow dance continued
Her eyes never left his
She was possessing his heart and soul
He released inside of her
And their dance came to an end
But he'd thoroughly enjoyed
Dancing with the devil.
He let go of her
But she didn't let go of his soul
He thanked her for a great night
And kissed her lips goodbye.
She smiled, knowing
He'd be back for more
After all, he had just spent the night
Dancing with the devil.
Copyright © Saskia Eugene | Year Posted 2021
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