15 Poem by Rachael Delamar

lovely readers a tale...of a lady-love and a dark prince..though it is not a romantic tale..it is one of lust....passion in disquise...and yes slightly vague since i do not like to hand feed ideals...or thoughts...i want things to make me think to make me change my mind...to challenge my very morals..

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he thinks she is (though she is not)

they like to play pretend

and when he comes to under her slap

f*** you

she will ask him to pull her hair

inflict a bite or two

he'll caress her face

smash that face

nymph-like face

he'll say. f*** you too.

now what will you do. with this little lullaby. sing song. chant along in sync

'i hate hate hate you.' about face. face to face

dark.

he says she is

twisty cos it seems fun.

sorceress for the day. put a spell on u. cos it seemed like fun too.

and she'll be sultry. a tease. and whisper. yes please

my goodness she would come to you with such ease.

appearances are deceiving...

but you cant differientiate the difference..

you the voyeur...as you gaze at

their merry method of appearing innocent

who is who

when he weaves his stark tale upon their ears

a one strike kill

him and his mistress

how they misunderstand her understanding

of her lovely miscreant.

but her rosy cheeks never lie

even when she denies denies denies