Dancing With The Devil: Poem by Sherry Painter

I'm dancing with the devil,
Thought I don't know why.

I'm dancing with the Devil,
I know its wrong,
Thought I can't seem to let him go,
He's got me trapped on his fiery gaze.

I'm dancing with death,
O know he can kill me in an instant,
Yet, I don't feel the need to turn away,
From Him

It seems like I want to move closer,
So, instead of turning away,
I did exactly that.

Like when Eve ate an apple from the forbidden fruit,
I got trapped in the forbidden arms of the Devil himself...