If I could make a dwelling place
in your heart, I would
but all I could find is the rain of yesterdays;
You had lost your way
So now that dwelling place
has no room for love
the happiest days are long gone
the dark hours had come to you?
like a wild storm
Your name is marked in the dark
you have a way to bring on pains
you have the power of the dark side
where love could never be
What made you like this?
I know if anyone stands to close
you would make a lot of smoke
I can feel the essence of your power
but it’s not the kind I was looking for
you were once a true prince
and I was your queen
but now it’s all in dreams
things are never what they seem.

Judy Emery © 1992
The Queen of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery