Princesses are real
He was being captured by her stunning appeal,
And trapped in her deep, dark eyes that shine like a star
Staring, and admiring the princess from afar
She looks so innocent, an angel-like; yet also looks ravishing,
Her feathers scream perfection in every wing
He was locked by her powerful spell - and unlock an unfamiliar feeling,
Obsession, and blood thirst like he was craving
He was known as cold-hearted vampire, a monster,
Ready to eat flesh and slaughter
But who wouldn't get enough of her?
He is under her strong sorcery; a spell that made his heart being conquered
Their first meet was a fail; how he was ashamed for being unprofession in hunting,
But he wasn't called a beast for nothing
For the second way around - their gaze locked upon under the moonlight,
He whispered, "we meet again, princess. Can I now have my first bite?"
