~Devious Angel~
Cold, dark, damp...lonely,
Thats how this subway train always is when I step onto it, alone...
Its clock ticks the last seconds of the day,
As it prepares to leave the station...
But as the train sounds to go,
I look at the doors, as they open, for her...
Her presence, intoxicating, alluring,
Sitting down, across from me...
Slowly the train begins to move,
The lights start to flicker...
Heading into the tunnel,
Which I always endured, alone...
My eyes begin to wonder her body,
In awe of the beauty sitting in front of me...
Her long brown hair, and eyes of green,
That hide a poison for any man inside them...
My heart soon comes to a beating stop however,
As she catches my lusting stare...
And with her gentle but petrifying, medusa's stare,
Looks straight at me, straight into the depths of my soul...
As no sooner that she blinks and closes her eyes,
The lights completely cut out...
Leaving me left helpless, afraid...excited,
Of this temptress's hold on me...
My heart begins to race, beating louder and louder against my chest,
Wanting to burst out, grabing her...
The madness, the insanity of my thoughts in the mind,
Thinking of what could happen, what she will do...
But as the lights soon come back on, she sits there, looking,
Looking at me, without a hint of lust or wickedness...
Only the slightest of smiles she shows,
Which is enough to captivate and bring me under her spell...
The train soon comes to a halt and the doors open loudly,
Watching her get up and leave, this mistress with angelic beauty...
My heart finally returns from my throat as the doors slowly close,
Leaving me alone, on this train, which is,
Cold, dark, damp...lonely...
