Silence and the dead of night, Will be this girl's domain. The light of the sun will hide away, Any single form of her name.
The glow of the moon will show you the way, To reach her heart and soul. Companionship and a loving mind, Is the simple price of her toll.
Long, blond hair and smooth, pale skin, Give off an unearthly sheen. The haunted green of her eyes, Will tell you where she's been.
Fragile is her outward look, But around her is a wall of thorns. To those she loves and cares about, Is where her heart is sworn.
T know this girl very well, Better than any of you. But if you just venture foreward, You may know her too.
This girl I speak of it yours truely, The author who conducts this journey. I send my invitation out to you, And pray that you do hear me...
~The~Blackest~Rose~ · Wed Jul 25, 2007 @ 04:03am · 2 Comments |