& she's longing for a mystery,
Something true but dark,
In her eyes speak such a history,
And on you she wants to leave her mark,
This vampyress, so troubled,
She's enigmatic and in anguish,
Everyday the pain seems to be doubled,
Every breath is ripped away with languish,
What hides between the fine lines,
Of her awe-inspiring mind and that "I'm OK" smile,
Your kisses taste sweeter then the finest wines,
Yet she stays hopeful and in every mile,
that she graces the land with gentle walks,
walking through the nettles staying so strong,
And the light creeps with every step it stalks,
But the darkness is her home, eternity is long,
Honorable mention
Adding your comment:
but its still a gorgeous piece.
nicely done!
whats your choice of prompt today??
