5/24/01

With a hint of romance,
You come into sight.
A clashing of colors, 
As clear as black and white.
Long beautiful flowing tresses,
Slender soft milk white skin,
A beautiful mystical faery,
Cloaked in the unknown.
Draped by a mysterious darkness.
Scent of sweet cloves dance around your aura,
Your long flowing gown, 
Spiraling down towards the flesh of feet.
Such a figure,
Hands tango your silhouette
They long to feel your curves.
Your lips so bloody delicious
Streaked with darkness, 
With a hint of romance.