The Man Who Left a Mark

Perilous seduction of melting sin
your penetrative stabbing numbs my skin.
Bolder do your subtle advances grow
just another act, apart of your show.
Lucky protagonist of the second scene
playing the role is a part of my gene.
You've got me trapped by your great words,
ever mysterious, they've struck the right chords.
What we had, you would just ignore,
left me crying, yet wanting more.
I've managed to pull through and survive
Im finally starting to feel quite alive.
But now you're back, pulling me in
so begins my seductive sin.
But I wont let the end turn out dark
I wont give in to the man who left a mark.