Slave

He cut me down with simple words
The kind romantics wished they heard
I can't deny that they had worked
In his trance I had been lured

He held me close in every moment
Caressed me although I were stolen
Begged me to hold on being innocent
Yet laid me on that bed-like golden

Then I had seen another side of him
That demon kept hidden within
His eyes crept all along my body
With an irresistible look of wanting

And that's when I had given in
Knowing I was a poor victim of his sin,
He pressed himself against my skin,
I couldn't help but let him win

Yet I enjoyed the things he did
Wondered if later I'd regret,
Held onto him as his body cooled
And became a slave to his evil deeds