She glides, with hair as black as the night, into the wind. Her wedding gown flowing all around her curves - her long black lace train winding round the graves - embracing them. Her black lips, and nails - cluching her bouquet of mournful lillies. For she is what Darkness is...
Lust, Seduction and Desire are inportant to her. But so is her lover, now bound together for all eternity. Her Dark Angel, her Dark Lord watching over her. Loving her forever.
His caress is dark and loving. Making her feel wanted, special and loved.
For they are Eternal Lovers. Destined to be together. Entwined Forever.
Their journey hast begun - we shalt watch it unfold ~
A DARK TALE OF LOVE.
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Luna Akasha
2002
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