The Other Shoulder

I am the devil on your shoulder

I am your cruel intent

I am bittersweet nothings

I am love’s rules bent

I exist to displease

Via pleasure and torrid desire

I stalk, taunt and hunt

I add fuel to your fire

I’m dangerous, my pet

I’m bad news wrought

Overdose on me

And your addiction can’t be fought

I’m a wolf in snake’s clothing

Skin smooth, leathery and cold

I am heaven signed, stamped, and delivered

For those who rarely do as told

So consider this a warning, darling

This is your last, little chance

The cards are on the table

Is the ante worth the penance?