Her name is Wynter, a daughter of the night
Her home is the woods, she awaits loves first bite
No hand has touched that white porcelain skin
She is young and innocent of all human sin
Black as a raven’s wing is her long thick hair
Each moonlit night finds her sitting there
Dreaming of a lover who will teach her to live
She has so much pure blood to willingly give
Her blue eyes are wistful, her lips ruby red
She is all a man could want to warm his bed
Wynter has a dream of no ordinary love
He will not come down from heaven above
Neither will he be of any human race
But will have the most beautiful satanic face
Tall and trim with dark piercing red eyes
Snowy white skin…….. and again she sighs
When will he come for her? Will it be soon?
Perhaps on the night of the equinox moon
Her body has yearnings, she needs that first kiss
That rapturous bite that will bring her sweet bliss
To be bonded for all time as his Queen of the Night
To roam through the decades on one long flight
The pulse in her neck beats with one dream in view
Come soon Dark Knight she is waiting for you
A contest entry
- Fantasy Fun by Bella Cullen.
550 points, ended November 29, 2008, 12 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - the DARKWRITE challenge rides again by Ktulu Blackwolfe.
600 points, ended December 20, 2008, 39 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Very nice, like the story you told. The imagery is superb and the rhyme flows smoothly. A very neat read. Thank you for entering and good luck
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So cool...
Loving the darkness here, you wield it so well...
Again, great story telling in such a compelling narrative & great rhyme scheme...
And so very worthy of the Gold shiny you're sporting there...
Well done!!!
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Thank you all so much for your comments on this poem. I hope I can get back to writing after it has taken me a while to get back into AP properly. Sheila
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Spellbinding
The title drew me in instantly bring more delight has I read each stanza..A complete story of magic in your words that brought the reader to great heights of imagination. "She Awaits her Lover"..Well Done!
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What can I say but very well done-beautifuuly written and thought out-exceptional.
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Very well-crafted, and an excellent response to both the picture, and the contest. Your talent shows throughout!
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"Her name is Wynter, a daughter of the night
Her home is the woods, she awaits loves first bite
No hand has touched that white porcelain skin
She is young and innocent of all human sin
Black as a raven’s wing is her long thick hair
Each moonlit night finds her sitting there
Dreaming of a lover who will teach her to live
She has so much pure blood to willingly give
Her blue eyes are wistful, her lips ruby red
She is all a man could want to warm his bed
Wynter has a dream of no ordinary love
He will not come down from heaven above"
i love how you describe her in the first three stanza's. i love the picture as well. good luck in my contest
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