Sonnet: Darker Than Angels

Hell hath no fury...

Hell hath no fury, she taught me this once
So I trail like her shadow, silently;
Hour after day after week after month,
My heart pounding in my chest violently.
She turns to me with her hands on her hips.
Her gaze is a fire, my gasp left unheard.
A beauty of devils, reddest of lips
That shape themselves to reveal wicked words.
Her calling from Hell, a smile laced with fangs,
Teasingly beckons my eyes from her eyes.
A crucifix from her slender neck hangs
And sways when her kisses whisper goodbye.
I stand back to watch my angel take flight
As she spreads pearl wings into the black night.