Night Monster

My little demon’s out to haunt,

His dark, evil gaze does more than just taunt.

He’s unaware of the power he holds,

Over my heart, with his grip so cold.

Doesn’t he know denial won’t last,

That our threads of fate are so tightly cast?

My little demon’s writhes captivate me,

He refuses to see how close we could be.

I revel on the chaos he brings to my soul,

Yet he remains my sweetest, luscious goal.

For in this game, we’re both intertwined,

Bound by the nightfall, forever confined.