I have danced in the bed of ruse dust
where lust was always made
I found myself playing the hand that Dark Angel gave
where I patiently waited in a darkened room
holding on to my heart praying I never lose it
every summer of late June
I could see the sky innovation so quickly
into that cold September, I will always remember
while the night slowly moved along
my mind played back that sad old song
while I counted the days of the torment he gave
I could see all those times you had given me roses
they turned black into rose dust
It was like the Universe started changing
to a place of darkness
where love could never shine through
I remember his eyes while I walked away
Oh, the pain he gave to me
out into that cold September rain
My life never was the same
I thought maybe love will shine its light on me
But nothing came my way but only darken dreams
Oh, how he made me scream
things are never what they seem
I would always take many walks by the sea
Dark Angel names the sea after me
the moon he names too
I could always feel his eyes upon me
I would look around but I could never see him
But I know he near brings on fear
he is always following me
every time he looks at me
I could tell he has no care in his eyes for anything
his heart is cold as ice and he isn't very nice
at times, he surprises me when he gives me roses
then he would say
Moonlight give your heart to me
Shed your tears and let them fall
I will drink them up like white wine
Come to me Moonlight let me see you care for me
then he would whisper in my ear
I will always be your king
you will always be my queen in darken dreams
you will never escape me
then I looked at him saying
I could never give my heart to slander as you
Oh, how the angry wind started to cry at me again
Dark Angel took hold of my hands
then we started dancing
upon the wet blood-stained sand
while he started giving out his commands
the rain started pouring down
the sea started making weird sounds
that is when I had fallen into the arms of he
the one who calls himself my king.
-Judy Emery © 1980The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery.
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