Dancing With The Devil

The real me..deep down inside,you don't wanna know.I hear you &sometimes even see you.I can't get it out of my head.Like a constant leak in the faucet.Why doesn't it stop. I've try'd to ignore you for years,I'd thought you'd finally disappear out of my life, out of my thoughts, your face coming closer when I close my eyes. I read once that I bring you to life when I speak your name. When I open the gates to hell, you linger around waiting to come in. Deep inside me I feel your touch. Deep inside me, I feel you blowing softly calling out my name. When I sleep @ night, I feel your arms around me rocking me to sleep-Am  I dreaming, or are you really there?I know your not there, I blow you away like smoke from my cigarette. Exotic fantasy's roam my thoughts like an itch I cant reach.I wonder sometimes if I'm losing my mind when you appear &disappear. I wait till I feel you breathing down my neck, the stretching of my legs opening to your amusement. My chest rises up to the sight of your hands like a snake dancing out a bottle from the music of his Master. Dancing with the Devil, Can you see me now.