Author's Note: This is my first time posting any of my writing here so please tell me what you think (should I toss out my writing materials?).
Standard disclaimers apply: I own nothing!
The Dark King and the Maiden
The Dark King...
Darkness fills the void that once held my soul
Darkness...
That is all there was until I saw her
Her sweet innocence burned my skin like the light of the sun...like the flame of a candle in the darkest recesses of the night
She is the flame and I am the moth
She is the beauty and I am the beast
Fae, beast, monster, demon and the waking mortal worlds worst nightmare and darkest desire...I am all of this and so much more
To her I am a dark dream from childhood--a dark angel who watches over her
I am one of the shadows she tries to hide from when darkness claims the light
She knows that I watch and wait...
I watch her as she sleeps
Warm flesh on dark silk-mine to claim
How I long to taste her sweetness, feel the velvet touch of her skin
No, I will not force her
She must say the words and come to me as a willing sacrifice, slave, lover, and queen
To me she must offer up her soul and bind herself to my dark corruption forever...
In the darkness of the underground
The Maiden...
Fear is what I feel when darkness falls
This is his time to torment me
A time of nightmares and dark desires
I know he watches me like some sort of dark angel---waiting to claim my soul
I can feel his presence in the darkest corners of my room
He is one with the shadows from my childhood
I can always tell when his is there-watching me from the dark
The air becomes thick with the scent of magic-like lighting during a storm
I hate him, love him, want him, but most of all I fear him
I will never give in to him
To do so would mean joining him in his kingdom of darkness and sacrificing a part of myself to him
The most precious part----
My soul
December 30, 2002
Standard disclaimers apply: I own nothing!
The Dark King and the Maiden
The Dark King...
Darkness fills the void that once held my soul
Darkness...
That is all there was until I saw her
Her sweet innocence burned my skin like the light of the sun...like the flame of a candle in the darkest recesses of the night
She is the flame and I am the moth
She is the beauty and I am the beast
Fae, beast, monster, demon and the waking mortal worlds worst nightmare and darkest desire...I am all of this and so much more
To her I am a dark dream from childhood--a dark angel who watches over her
I am one of the shadows she tries to hide from when darkness claims the light
She knows that I watch and wait...
I watch her as she sleeps
Warm flesh on dark silk-mine to claim
How I long to taste her sweetness, feel the velvet touch of her skin
No, I will not force her
She must say the words and come to me as a willing sacrifice, slave, lover, and queen
To me she must offer up her soul and bind herself to my dark corruption forever...
In the darkness of the underground
The Maiden...
Fear is what I feel when darkness falls
This is his time to torment me
A time of nightmares and dark desires
I know he watches me like some sort of dark angel---waiting to claim my soul
I can feel his presence in the darkest corners of my room
He is one with the shadows from my childhood
I can always tell when his is there-watching me from the dark
The air becomes thick with the scent of magic-like lighting during a storm
I hate him, love him, want him, but most of all I fear him
I will never give in to him
To do so would mean joining him in his kingdom of darkness and sacrificing a part of myself to him
The most precious part----
My soul
December 30, 2002