The Life I cannot Reap

You breathe me in,
your perfect sin.
My devilish charm,
masked by a grin.

You bow before me,
this god among men.
You worship me,
I'm gonna win.

You see I have this bet,
and one I don't regret.
I wager of a soul,
I'll consume you whole.

You see this bet is simple,
It's really not that hard,
the results not in the star,
but merely in the cards.

A game of Texas hold'em, to seal a young man's fate.
The only thing I'm waiting for, is for you to take the bait.
A single slip, of your mind, will make my dark intentions shine.

You wonder if I truly care, a question in your mind.
Wondering why I look at you, with the past I left behind.
Shining in my crystal eyes, are lies, of hope and lust.
Yet I seem to fold my hand, and winning is a must.

I look at you with loving eyes, the bet I can not keep.
The brown haired boy, whose silver eyes, and his life I can not reap.
The souls of many are buried here, in this grave of graves.
But to admit to you that I'm in love, proves I'm truly brave.