Temptation is the devil’s game
Left between lovers as sinful play
Sweet whispers in a pitch-black room
A touch, a taste ah yes, sweet temptations

Through a nights’ long spell
A cold bed, a lonely hell
A forbidden touch, a forbidden thrill
A touch, a taste, ah yes, sweet temptations

Swear the lord your soul to keep
A moment of pleasure, of pure release
The blissful moment of final peak
A touch, a taste, ah yes, sweet temptations

Promises in the dark, with no ability to keep
The game, the play, failure is its own reward
And so harsh punishment shall be just as sweet
A touch, a taste, ah yes, sweet temptations


March 2001 © The Bardic Guild, Inc. and Patricia L. Mifflin