Oh man i have a boyfriend
Your eyes change color as your god intended.
Your smile glows as if angels reflected their light off.
Your home stenches of bibles,
And my burned skin.
Your bedroom holds fires of wanted demons.
The magic cards express your curiosity.
Maybe that's why you brought me here,
As your succubus.
But I am a mortal child.
I am of marshmallows and broken glass.
I can pretend however.
As you play your games of bringing hell,
I can find your god,
And paint my face red with his blood.
I will summon the devil's themselves.
I will crucify your god at the McDonald's downtown
And come come home with your fries and mcnuggets.
And how you will weep,
As the sky starts on fire,
And the world is now godless.
I will wash the blood off my face.
I'll dress up in white.
I'll to try be your god.
I'll listen as you talk
To the dead man on the cross.
I let you believe in his water,
But know my fire will keep you warm.
And my demons will keep you excited.
In the end
My wings will grow grey
As a mortal is both.
And you should look at me no less
Or no more.
I am no god
I am no succubus
I am yours.
