Poetry

Ah, my darling sweetie.

By GRAHAM MCPHERSON | Published: September 3, 2012

Have the devil call me,
Ah, my darling sweetie
For I have found where I need to be
For eternity

I did finally find just the game
To help keep my madness sane
And it people do rightfully blame
For me never again being bland

Have the devil call me,
Ah, my darling sweetie
For I have found where I need to be
For eternity

In our strange and twisted game
I found my hearts home, it’s hame
And though I may seem to change
My nature remains the same

Have the devil call me,
Ah, my darling sweetie
For I have found where I need to be
For eternity

We keep our tricks well hidden
Presenting the facts as lies
When at last the truth is finally bidden
We wear honesty as our disguise

Have the devil call me,
Ah, my darling sweetie
For I have found where I need to be
For eternity

Our courting dance is close and intimate
But neither of us will commit
It may be hard and to our detriment
But we carry on out of sheer merriment.

Have the devil call me,
Ah, my darling sweetie
For I have found where I need to be
For eternity