My dark princess
Her hair was flowing down her shoulders…
Like twin waterfalls of pure darkness…
Her beautiful dark eyes, under a lock of hair…
Was shining with a mysterious inner light…
Her skin was pale like bone…
Her lips curled in a mischievous little smile…
Lips the color of fresh blood…
Lips that make the strongest of poisons laughable…
A dark radiance was following her graceful steps…
Like she was dressed in darkness itself…
A creature of the night, beautiful and deadly…
She stole my heart never to take it back…
She drank my blood, savoring her thirst…
She sucked my very life, making herself strong…
Her eyes hypnotized me, held me in some dark spell…
Her voice comforting and deceiving…
Words of pleasure, words of comfort…
She pulled me in her vast net…
In her grasp, cold and fiery at the same moment…
She used my only weakness… my love…
She was my dark princess…
The person sitting at the throne of my heart…
The ruler of my heart…
And I was her slave…
I was her toy to play with…
Her source of pleasure, of strength…
I was her ground to walk on…
To shine that spiked heels of hers…
But all this I mind not…
All this I’ll willingly endure…
If all of this I need…
To find a path to her heart…
Post je objavljen 20.09.2005. u 11:41 sati.