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[title] => A Darkened Romance
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[bodytext] => Midnight masquerade in a castle by the sea The soft serenade that she played onto me Her eyes were like knives of ice cold fear Her voice like a songbird that sings in my ear I looked on in awe at this mistress of sin Though she wanted my soul, my heart from within. Playing her mind-tricks, her gasping young lure Leading me to my silent sepulcher Headstrong and blind to the succubae trait I wandered into this young mistress’ bait Intrepid, wide eyed, and welcoming fate Steady and strong with a firm iron gait In verse she spoke words of beauty beheld Winnowing chants of meaningless meld. Unsteady and charmed, I fell mute like the dead With Many a thoughts now shrouding my head. All I could do was continue to gaze At the garments she wore, awake and amazed. My breathing had stopped, my heart skipped a beat Such elegant dress from head unto feet. A black satin corset of exquisite design With indigo flowers that climbed up a vine On either side of her body like the devil’s divine Stretching on upwards in a circling line. With eyes on the dress that flowed all around Like the waters of Lethe, my soul never found For I looked on as though, as memory serves I lost all my senses and forgot all my nerves. Playing my heart though a playground of pain She lured me, my mind, my soul gone insane Teasing me deeply, and luring me in Leaving me blind to the bestial sin. The night strove on long like a haunted dreamland Dancing forever, our hearts hand and hand. The ball never ended, the minuet never stilled Masked and undying, eternally willed. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 263 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Gravehorn [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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