BLACK HEART
The Devil invited
me to breakfast.
He told me he
needed a soul,
that he
didn't have
enough to do, he
needed me for
fun and games.
Fire in my lungs
and red hot
my face
as he greets me
with his kiss.
TeAnne © 27. Apr. 1998
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