- the possessed -

(..)
I love you as you are! But, if you wish today,
Like stars in an eclipse escaping the penumbra,
To walk with pride in places Folly must encumber,
So be it! Charming dagger, lay your sheath away!

(..)
Black night, red dawn, be what you ever wish to be;
Within my trembling body not one filament
But cries: Beloved Beelzebub, I worship thee!

by C. Baudelaire