I was caught off guard by his call.
And past hurts had taught me caution.
So I was tempted to ignore his address
But I didnt. And that was how
he caught me.
He seemed to know me before I gave him my name
And it angered me to think I was so transparent
Yet, I was held enthralled by his words
As he informed me of things, that even I had never known
And when he was ready to love me
I opened wide the door and bid him to enter.
But I called him devil and told him that I would not be seduced.
He laughed. And then sang to
Songs meant for me alone. Some
created by him
He touched me, where I desired his touch most.
And held me when that too is what I required.
I was amazed that never having spoken of my needs aloud
He knew them all and begged me to let him provide a few.
Long past resistance I stretched out before him and he fed.
Then after the stars had been reached, and the citadel taken, he cried.
His pleasure, in me complete. Mine
in him made whole.
Though, there are still times, when I call him devil.
And he laughs, and then sings songs to me.