Mistress of the Dark

Written 10/4/2000

Mystical dreams of a darkened night

I await my lover of the twilight

In the foggy mist, is it he I see?

Or maybe just my fantasy...

 

Lover come to me

I beg to serve and please

I yearn for your embrace

And leave you with my taste

 

Under the pale moonlight we meet

His embrace, warm and deep

His eyes, blue as the morning's kiss

His gaze my heart cannot resist

 

Entwined in our lovers embrace

He begs for just one taste

He kisses me and leaves his mark

I become his mistress of the dark