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pleasures of the flesh, but you cannot deny your heart the thing it beats for. I put on this
show for you.
I did not tell you to follow me, I did not command it. I just told you you w ould. and
you did. I hear your soul cry to be saved. I am your saviour. I can give you everything your
heart desires if you tell me you want it. Every night of your life can be filled with joy and
ecstasy, if you listen to what your heart is screaming at you. You can stop fighting, stop
crying. You know you will give yourself to me. You no longer own yourself.
I do.
My lips are no longer moving but you can hear me still singing to you, and that is
how I know you are mine. You know it too. You know you want to give yourself to me, but

your brain, your taught religion dictates that it must be wrong to be happy. But there is no
sin in giving yourself what you want. And I guarantee that after tonight, religion won't
matter and you will never need or want for another woman again. One second of pure bliss
will stretch into forever, and you won't even care about that black mark on your soul.
You're starving for me; I can see it, though you still hold back. or try to.
The midnight black is enough to cover the sight of the bins outside the club, but it is
not enough to cover you and your tainted beauty. A summer breeze is spinning through the
air, but you warm the air around you. Your touch burns into my skin and makes you shiver.
That was electric. You can stop holding back now; you can let go of it all. No-one but us will

know about this, no-one can see. Stop worrying and just give in. It will all be so easy - no
more denying yourself these guilty pleasures, no more following other people's rules. You
can live for yourself. you can live for me. For I am only what your heart yearns for; release,
beauty. Without you, without your need for me, I would be nothing. You can give me what
I need too. I long for someone to hold me, to make me whole again. And that someone will
be you.
Stop looking over my shoulder - no-one can see us. With me, you can stop fighting
yourself, stop holding yourself back. You can be with me and you can be at peace. Just take
one step towards me and reach for my hand. I promise you, everything will be okay.
I know you are afraid - telling yourself you have to leave before you get in too deep.

So why don't you leave? Because you don't really want to; because a big part of you likes
being frightened of the situation. You're trembling in fear and restrained lust. And you love
feeling this way. You love being torn between what you want and what you think you
should want. Between your heart and your head.
You flinch as you touch my ice cold skin; are surprised when your warmth brings
colour to my flesh. Isn't this what you wanted? You always wished for one person to make
you feel special on your candles every year. I heard you pray for me each birthday, and now
I am here, you seem scared of me. The silence in the night is only filled with the muffled
sounds of club music, but we can both fill the void with words that we will never speak. The

space you put between us fills the air too. Distance was no object when you called for me
and I called for you, but you hesitate to cross the inches between us.