Deep Down
Twisting vines
Thick musk
Beneath the surface a beauty stuck
Tight curls,
red cheeks
The shy beauty begins to weep
From the bottom; cold and dark
A presence lurks from the dark
Black hair,
dark eyes
Watch as the beauty cries
Pale skin,
fair eyes
Slowly close as she dies
Small hands,
evil soul
Watch and wait as the beauty chokes for breath
Slowing heart; flowing current
The beauty has her last breath…
Her body floating into a never ending place…