(A side story:  Sweet Poison)

From rosy flesh secreted a sweet poison
Addictive to those that touched it, for no apparent reason
A pact is made, the promise endowed
But only to underestimate the gift bestowed
The hidden key now glimmers in plain sight
Unlocks a sanctuary stowed deep away from light
Infatuating toxins flooded through your veins
As ravaging hormones have already compromised your brain
To the many that have performed this sacred act
Can you distinguish the difference between craving or pact?