From my heart to yours is my own little demon. It snatched you up from the person you love. It kept you away from her gentle smile. It wakes you up with the greediest lust. A demon so small it keeps you with me. Far away from the person you seek. It crafted a vicious mask for me. The one you hold dear ran into it. Call it lust. Call it more. I’ll keep you with me. If you call it love.