This is not a metaphor

If you saw the bruises
and the bites
on my body
you'd think I slept with the devil
& I did

last night
              I was seduced by the devil

he brought me to his layer
took off my clothes
one piece at a time
slowly
vigorously

& I drank his blood
as he moved
inside me
drunk
off his sweat
*as he memorized the curves of my body

last night
             i was seduced by the devil
but the devil 
                    fell   
                         in
                            love