Sep 2010
Sleeping in the red, there she lays.
With her arms crossed across her chest,
The ivory flesh stands out against the guest
Of The robins egg blue that is her dress.
.. ..
No one saw the red line form
Across the delicate neck.
The spill of sensation was warm,
The red life flowed like tree sap,
Down the ridges of a hikers cap.
.. ..
As the sleeping maiden lied
No one was there to warn the sleeping bride.
No one heard her mournful cry, as she died.
No one to defend her from the rising black tide.
.. ..
As the last of her mortal breath slipped,
The stealer of life watched, as the ****** dagger dripped.
It dripped the ****** blood of untainted youth.
From which came a fountain of innocence and truth.
.. ..
Before her essence left her eyes,
She met the gaze of a thousand lies.
“I loved you,” he said as he watched his prize.
“And because of that we say our goodbyes.”
.. ..
You see the young maiden,
Whose heart had been laden,
With the comforts of love
By the gray male dove,
That was her dear sweet Romeo.
.. ..
This dove stole her passions away,
From a green-eyed, former lover,
Whose jealousy would never decay.
for a long time the jealous man would hover,
While watching his coveted love and the gray dove play.
.. ..
The dove and maiden’s many nights of walks and of laughters,
Shortly turned to passionate nights there after,
Of talks of marriage and happily ever-afters.
.. ..
As the romance of two youths blossomed with radiance,
A poisonous thorn began to take offense.
The green-eyed man got down on his knees.
He offered treasures and health for his pleas.
But the maiden would have none,
As she conceded that she couldn’t be won.
.. ..
The green-eyed man bellowed and vowed.
“If I cannot claim you as my treasure,
Then none shall have the pleasure.”
He stormed away and left her behind,
As he cackled and plotted within his mind.
.. ..
As he birthed the night he would steal away
The maiden’s romance in a vivid display.
.. ..
So as her life essence dwindles away,
The jealous man kissed her forehead and prayed.
“Safety for you because in my heart you will stay,
As I dream of this night for the rest of my days.”
.. ..
For in his heart the jealous man knows,
No princes’ kiss will wake her,
No wedding day awaits her.
Forever trapped in time,
As my lover’s crime.
We shall relive each day in my mind,
As if you had chosen to be mine.
With her arms crossed across her chest,
The ivory flesh stands out against the guest
Of The robins egg blue that is her dress.
.. ..
No one saw the red line form
Across the delicate neck.
The spill of sensation was warm,
The red life flowed like tree sap,
Down the ridges of a hikers cap.
.. ..
As the sleeping maiden lied
No one was there to warn the sleeping bride.
No one heard her mournful cry, as she died.
No one to defend her from the rising black tide.
.. ..
As the last of her mortal breath slipped,
The stealer of life watched, as the ****** dagger dripped.
It dripped the ****** blood of untainted youth.
From which came a fountain of innocence and truth.
.. ..
Before her essence left her eyes,
She met the gaze of a thousand lies.
“I loved you,” he said as he watched his prize.
“And because of that we say our goodbyes.”
.. ..
You see the young maiden,
Whose heart had been laden,
With the comforts of love
By the gray male dove,
That was her dear sweet Romeo.
.. ..
This dove stole her passions away,
From a green-eyed, former lover,
Whose jealousy would never decay.
for a long time the jealous man would hover,
While watching his coveted love and the gray dove play.
.. ..
The dove and maiden’s many nights of walks and of laughters,
Shortly turned to passionate nights there after,
Of talks of marriage and happily ever-afters.
.. ..
As the romance of two youths blossomed with radiance,
A poisonous thorn began to take offense.
The green-eyed man got down on his knees.
He offered treasures and health for his pleas.
But the maiden would have none,
As she conceded that she couldn’t be won.
.. ..
The green-eyed man bellowed and vowed.
“If I cannot claim you as my treasure,
Then none shall have the pleasure.”
He stormed away and left her behind,
As he cackled and plotted within his mind.
.. ..
As he birthed the night he would steal away
The maiden’s romance in a vivid display.
.. ..
So as her life essence dwindles away,
The jealous man kissed her forehead and prayed.
“Safety for you because in my heart you will stay,
As I dream of this night for the rest of my days.”
.. ..
For in his heart the jealous man knows,
No princes’ kiss will wake her,
No wedding day awaits her.
Forever trapped in time,
As my lover’s crime.
We shall relive each day in my mind,
As if you had chosen to be mine.
