i would rather dance with the devil

than an angel who won’t know how to hold me

the blood

& the bones

For love or war. This dance brings us to the highest peak and to our knees. Dancing with the devil can apply to most anything. It can be the person it hurts to want. The battle you hate that you love. More than anything it is something most won’t get… won’t allow themselves to drown in.

But, I’d rather have this, this feeling of being known, understood and of being right where I am desired the most. This burning with red hot desire that I have always craved rather than to only feel halfway halfhearted drive and passion. This is how I have lived this second season of my life. It has shown me great tenderness and great regret. But fuck if I didn’t get to feel everything I never knew I had missed.

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