Dark Feathers

Drawn to a place
Dark and cold
Have a feeling of being out of place
But needing to be there in his soul

Walk to the door
the number was seven
wanted to stay on the ground floor
yet I wanted a taste of heaven

The door opened without a sound
heart beating as if being lifted off the ground
I know we should not be
Burst through the ominous cloud to be with me

"You will fall from grace
If we do what's in my heart
White feathers turn black
I was a goner from the start

Am I so dark to give up my soul
Once heated lips touch mine
Thought ceased no more control

This last moment I give to you to change your mind
The decision been made you are mine