Surrender

I will steal you from your happy home like a thief in the night,
And you will follow me, willingly, as if I am the last hope at living
Not because you're unhappy in the life you are in,
Or because I am something you have never encountered,
You will follow my path of lovely intentions
In the bowels of Hell where you will give me your soul.

I will write you a thousand books full of poems,
Immortalize you with a stroke of my pen or my tongue,
I will bathe you in the blood of your worries
And wash them away until they are gone.
I will show you true greatness, I swear it,
All you must do is be mine.

I will bribe you into my arms with the promise of Heaven,
With a mouth that will end all of man's silly wars,
With hips that will silence the crashing of waves for all oceans,
With eyes that hold captive constellations of sins,
I will promise you Paradise like you have never encountered,
And by God, I will mean every word that I moan.

I will suck all the color out of your lovers,
And show you how bland they all are...
Not because you are shallow or I perfect,
Not because you are bored as I am...
You must let what you want from me to consume you
And I promise I will give you your prize.

I will shame Paris' attempt at seduction and transform you into perfection,
You will be scratched in stone with nails that will mark you as mine...
I will silence your protests, worries, and whispers
With one lick of my lips and a promise of sweetness,
You will follow me, sweetheart, through hot coals and blue flames
Into a world that's just ours, from which you will not be returned.

So tell me, will you give me the chance,
To become for some time your one calling?
Will you let me burn bright in your mind and your heart,
To leave marks of my flames and mark you with scars?
If you surrender yourself to my will and my might
I promise to show you what my love really feels like.