A leaf shutters,
As you pass below...
How can someone so beautiful and perfect be a...
the smooth black hair as I put run my hand through...
It's blacking out your eyes
Something very mystical...
As i dance to the fire
my heart goes wild...
This is my very first poem I have ever written.
Climbing out of hell...
In a virgin forest,
Where no man has been...
And thus were the characters poised in this tale...
The Magus, the Lady, her Lord, and fell...
The rain drops splattering while it rains
Each one drumming on the window panes...
There lies a small island
With dips of fairy dew...
Let us walk down to the river side,
Come along now my tear-stained bride...
Imagine me there as you close your eyes
I’m gliding my hand between your thighs...
Hush now little pony,
Don't you cry or fret...