Star
"Sparkles"Feisty
- 14 years, 6 months, 28 days ago
combining my insanity and the halloween season with a thought of a friend and a cookie or fifty I humbly offer this treat/trick in words light
Past or Future
The full moon gleams with a fever pitch Casting silver shadows upon her pale skin The young mistress of the castle looming Over looking the swampy, boggish moors Mistress Von Sylence of the Campbell's Yes those Campbell's, steeped in mystery Distant ancestors of mystic ancient lore Intrepid observers of the planets and their paths She turns and quickly returns into the castle I stride up to the gargoyle strewn, gated entrance Passing the paddock of white Arabian stallions Each a tower of handsome power and fury Rumored to be former suitors to the lady of the manor Cursed forever for their fickleness and wandering eyes Dry leaf barren branches dance like bones in the wind With trembling hands I pull the brass door knocker In my dreams I answer the door as well as knock Both suitor and servant, the duality is apparent "Mistress will see you shortly, have a cookie" She gracefully glides down the white marble stairs Feral glints in her eyes tell of my mortal danger But for restraint she would devour my soul fully In a heart beat and with a bounce and a slow twirl Blood red lips pursed in intense, quiet retrospect Her hand in mine we pass the many family portraits When asked where her parents are She merely smiles "Oh around" as she hands me a plate of hot cookies Before my eyes half the cookies quickly disappear I glance up at her mother's portrait hanging nearby Are those cookie crumbs on her now smiling lips? The eyes follow us round the room, fully chaperoned Suddenly the candle lit room darkens, drawing us close Then as quickly the candles relight as if commanded Answering my quiet query she quivers in wicked delight "Its only great granddad Horace welcoming you to the family" I feel truly welcomed in this comfortably lived in castle So whether dream, past life or future event I enjoy it Reveling in the moment and the memory, praying it'll last
FERNANDO @}-'-,--- @}-'-,--- BLACK LOVE PIRATE POET
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fred fairchild
"Ren Lover"playing with strawberries
- 14 years, 7 months ago
