If you dance with the Devil,
His moves will be slow.
He’ll draw you in gently,
But never let go.
His grip will be firm,
His clinch will be tight.
Before you can stop,
He’ll turn down the light.
The shadows will grow,
The darkness will creep.
Demons will circle,
They’ll sing you to sleep.
The compromise is
A move he loves most. Continue reading If You Dance With the Devil