Attributes of the Devil

You won't hear the approach of cloven foot,
there will be no smell of sulfur.
Don't watch for horns upon the brow,
nor pitchfork prodding further.
No fire blazing fingertips,
nor pointed black beard.
When Lucifer is among us
we are often unaware.

She is sometimes female,
nothing masculine at all.
She looks just like me.
She can look like anyone at all.
She flatters me to do things.
She whispers in my ear.
Giving me ideas that make me
blush to hear.

She makes me have feelings that don't belong to me.
I watch her naked in the moonlight dance in ecstasy.
I try not to love her, I want to feel hate
but I did not realize until her power was too great.
So I reach for her hand and she kisses my cheek.
I am surrendering, my resistance worn weak .

But now that I have warned you, don't be taken in.
Don't think you know the Devil until she takes your hand.