The devil's tears

As I took a sip from the devil’s tears I felt a soothing sensation of my tainted soul, I had taken a sip once before from the devil’s barrow of tears but this time it was different. I had no guilt whatsoever… this time she was next to me-a not-so-stranger, who had worked with cupid; to shoot an arrow through the western skies, to befallen my way. It struck me so hard, everything I knew came to a standstill, and whimsical of notions coursed through my veins. I took another sip and I started to hear the sound of the moving ocean. But there was no ocean at my sight… It felt as if I had my ear next to a see shell. The effects of the devil’s tears were different this time… the effects were sneaky, they came without a call; just when I thought I had conquered it, I lost it all: my senses… I had no control of any of them. “I’m at your mercy baby”. The sensations overwhelm my appreciation of you; All of a sudden “my senses come tingling to life.