Calamitous Fate

Magenta moons ago
Your smile is what swayed me
Your heart was of 
golden interior design
Wallowing in my sorrow
Nothing could save me
Questioning my own thoughts 
So innocent and so blind 
This pure desire held me hostage
An affair of fire to lust your soul
Your eyes were of alchemy 
I was under your spell 
Traveling in circles
There is no specific route to hell