Winter gripped her
Time tearing at her
Her body trembling
As she sat upon her stone
Silent as the night
Bearing down upong her
So she felt her soul might wither
Death simply a mask
Which she wore
Burning blackness blinded her
And for so long
She has been alone
Once the breath of life
Burned into her pallid flesh
And she was owned
by a love that knew no measure
He could make her body come alive
And life was her toy
As she was his
Their hearts would dance until dawn
Pure existance their prize
Bodies intertwined
In a romance all their own
But for so long
She has been alone
A darkness deep within her soul
for without a Master
Even her slave's heart
Is free.
Copyright ©Storm 2003
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