WHILE I LEVITATE

He beckons to me with the eyes of the serpent,
he hisses me on eagerly with his sweet lips,
he leads me assuringly by the hands,
I don't want to go, but I can't stop walking.

He offers me the sweetness of the fruit,
the fruit I must think not of,
he does the ritual dance of seduction around me,
while the fruit he holds to my eyes.

I swirl and twirl in estatic anticipation,
my tongue yearns for the savour of the fruit,
I reach out to take it,
he pulls back from me,
he beckons with his eyes to follow him
farther into the night.

I want to not go with him,
I know the poison of the fruit will kill me
but I yearn to go,
for he dances the dance of seduction.

"Just levitate and live...", he says to me,
"think not of what I am, or what I shall be to..." he sings to me,
"just live.."

And live I shall.