conversion therapy

I'm sorry that I tried to
Exorcise my demons through
His touch.
"Make me pure." I begged,
But he could not.
I tried to plead with god,
But my words could not climb up.
Sappho's singing in my ear
Drowned out my mother's bark.

I tried to let him hold me,
But even lying is a sin.
Could I trade him in
For smaller hands
And softer skin?
Would it be so wrong
To sink my teeth into her heart?
Meet up in the alley,
Exchange demons in the dark.

She is like a deathwish;
Dainty fingers round my neck,
But it feels much more like a kiss
Than something gentle
Ever did.
I sold my soul for this girl,
Hand it over, no regrets.
Got our blessings from the devil,
We'll be united in death.