Sleep, my pretty queen ;
Dark Angel would whisper to me
let your mind travel like old times
never get me out of your mind,
trouble times will always be
when  you're with me
I will never let you go
music, the art of my heart
blood ink will always be
for others to read
about you and me,
Sleep, my queen
while the night enfolds
what it knows
let winter kiss at your skin
let me come on in
let me rhyme my words out to you
I will always keep you on confused
because I had put a spell on you
write down all your pains
Oh, my love let it rain
Dark Angel keeps on whispering
in my mind on another winter night.

  Judy Emery © 1980
The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Judy Emery