Void for a Heart

Moving pictures running
On a yellow tattered screen
Showing a lady clothed in black
With dark eyeliner and pretty blonde hair

A stunning figure in black
Juxtaposed against her porcelain skin
So delicious a contrast
Sinful to even steal a look

Still he looked
The sensual lips moving,
Inviting him to come forth
Seeking him to abandon all his barriers
Throw himself at her feet

His eyes take in every curve
Her ethereal beauty a sharp thorn
Not belonging to this world

Wherefore was his heart?
To wrap it up and give it to her
He had forgotten
He sold it to the very Devil