Natalie Castro

I once met a woman on my daily way
One that had hair of ebony
One whose lips were cherry red
Boy, did she sure make my day.
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Oh, how you taunt me so,
With your fixed glare and deep frown
When I try to part my lips to speak to you
I want you so badly
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Oh Mr. Painter, paint me the world!
I want rivers that run deep,
Amber fish that leap
And forests that run free!
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Knights quiver in fear of the dragon that flies above
Draw your swords I dare
The mighty dragon will swoop down
And play a game that isn’t so fair.
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Strike, strike, strike me down
I will never fall
Beat, beat, beat me up
I will never succumb
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If you’d ask me about you
I’d say you’ve driven me to the edge
Grabbed me by the wrists
Drove the blade through my stomach
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Under the skies I waited
For your warmth, your touch
Your kiss against my lips
Wind howled, moon yawned
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Strike you across the face, hear you cry
Fist to the stomach, watch the blood flow
I kneel down near you, pin you
Stare into your eyes and kiss your bloody lips
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