Hair like the golden wheat fields of Elysium.
Crystal blue eyes that grow fiercely in the morning's first light.
She's gentle, tender, and full of giggles.
A sweet frozen treat on a summer afternoon.
The smell of the first grass cuttings in the spring.
Bright, bubbly, and full of laughter.

I have no doubt shadows exist beneath those short aureus locks.
What demons does she hide behind those walls of ice that make up her eyes?
I want to hold her closely, protecting that child-like innocence with my life.

I will stand steadfast, stalwart, ready to serve at any moment some shade attempts to cast a shadow on her glow.
Beneath sheets of polished steel and platinum armaments, I guard her side.

Despite my efforts to hold her near
To hold in the rays of light that radiate off of her
She escapes my charge

She is a dandelion floating in the wind.
Her seeds falling, leaving little joy wherever she wanders.

That beauty is not mine to protect, or contain.

Just mine to behold; for however briefly she allows me.

I’m moving away
To the far reaches of this world
For a black magic woman
Dark hair and darker eyeliner
Pale olive skin, crescent moon queen
She illuminates the shadows that fall in behind her
Her nails are long, colorful, and sharp
If she asked me nicely, I’d let her tear out my heart

The sweat dripping from our bodies as we dance beneath the flurry of lights and thumping of the bass
She takes my hand and guides me somewhere else, I’m enthralled by the devilish smile on her face

A cemetery by the sea
Haunting memories, gentle mists and a cool breeze
The salt from the Baltic’s washes ashore and collides with the smell of the moss and decay
Her eyes cast a glare on me that sends chills through my bones
A glance that turns lesser men to stone
The blood in her veins runs cold as ice
I could live under these stars, with this lady of night

She came out of no where, like an angel of truth
Pulling the shades open, and blinding my eyes
Revealing the secrets that you tried to hide
Because of her my soul felt like it was ripped into pieces
And now I’m beholden to her, for revealing that treason

I know so little about her
And I really don’t care
I want to trace the lines in her body, and take in the smell of her hair
Holding her softly and tender
As our lips connect for a moment, that we’ll always remember

The language barrier shatters as we let our bodies speak for themselves
We’ll make love until the sun crests over the fields
Tossing and turning like long lost companions intertwined
So come lay next to me, darling, I want you to be mine