The Chill
Disclaimer- I own nothing outside of anything. I own nothing for those that don't understand. Someone not me owns them and I'm very jealous. Stupid people go and own stuff I want. *grumbles*
The chill of the midday nips at your hands and face.
Yet you stand out in this weather and wait.
The icy fingers of the wind run through your hair.
Lucky wind. I can't even get close enough to do that.
I envy that wind that can be so close to you.
I wish I could be closer then the wind.
I can't feel the cold because of my body heat.
I'm surprised that you haven't noticed that at least.
I could stand directly behind you and keep you warm.
Yet you push me away and embrace this chill.
You want a little control in the chaos of your life.
I hate to tell you my Lady but the Witchblade hates that.
It controls what you see and know as well as myself.
You thought Irons really controlled me? He's a toy.
He is nothing more than a pawn in this plan I play.
The Witchblade binds me to you by loyalty
But my love for you keeps me coming back to you.
Irons says to kill you but my love won't let me.
I could never kill such a red red rose like yourself.
To kill such a beauty would be the worst crime yet.
I am not Irons and I couldn't even conceive that idea.
But you shun me and it hurts so deeply I can't take it.
All I wish is to be by your side if I can't be allowed to love you.
There's a part of me that wants to hurt you the same way
But my Lady I could never do such a thing not even in a dream.
I would be the one constant thing in your life of chaos.
I would help you to understand the Witchblade.
I would do anything for you if you ask it of me.
But you won't let me even talk to you.
I will wait but I can't wait much longer.
With Witchblade speed I hope you see the real me.
Even if you won't be my lover just see me.
That is all that I ask.
Disclaimer- I own nothing outside of anything. I own nothing for those that don't understand. Someone not me owns them and I'm very jealous. Stupid people go and own stuff I want. *grumbles*
The chill of the midday nips at your hands and face.
Yet you stand out in this weather and wait.
The icy fingers of the wind run through your hair.
Lucky wind. I can't even get close enough to do that.
I envy that wind that can be so close to you.
I wish I could be closer then the wind.
I can't feel the cold because of my body heat.
I'm surprised that you haven't noticed that at least.
I could stand directly behind you and keep you warm.
Yet you push me away and embrace this chill.
You want a little control in the chaos of your life.
I hate to tell you my Lady but the Witchblade hates that.
It controls what you see and know as well as myself.
You thought Irons really controlled me? He's a toy.
He is nothing more than a pawn in this plan I play.
The Witchblade binds me to you by loyalty
But my love for you keeps me coming back to you.
Irons says to kill you but my love won't let me.
I could never kill such a red red rose like yourself.
To kill such a beauty would be the worst crime yet.
I am not Irons and I couldn't even conceive that idea.
But you shun me and it hurts so deeply I can't take it.
All I wish is to be by your side if I can't be allowed to love you.
There's a part of me that wants to hurt you the same way
But my Lady I could never do such a thing not even in a dream.
I would be the one constant thing in your life of chaos.
I would help you to understand the Witchblade.
I would do anything for you if you ask it of me.
But you won't let me even talk to you.
I will wait but I can't wait much longer.
With Witchblade speed I hope you see the real me.
Even if you won't be my lover just see me.
That is all that I ask.