Hallelujah

I paced myself as I walked through the marble room I knew before. The room still smiled of sweet nectar, the walls radiated a white glow, soft cold air, colder than ice hit against my skin. These white walls and marble floors,sweet scents are all a memory I cannot erase for they are etched into my mind. Her red lips and violet eyes. The calls of her voice like a cold,black wind.

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I paced myself as I walked through the marble room I knew before. The room still smelled of sweet nectar, the walls radiated a white glow, soft cold air, colder than ice hit against my skin. These white walls and marble floors,sweet scents are all a memory I cannot erase for they are etched into my mind. Her red lips and violet eyes. The calls of her voice like a cold,black wind.

Flawless gypsy physic of a woman was she. She was a goddess, a dancer, a queen. Voice of a swan, her eyes were as violet as the flowers outside my study. I met her as I walked home being lead by starlight . She sits upon the roof, moonlight glistening from her bareback. She walked from her bath and wrapped herself in rich white silk satin. Her hair, as rich as chocolate, soft caramel dreams form gentle curls below her shoulders. Silver accents in her eyes sparkle from the small pool beneath her. She's a burlesque queen. A peacock among pigeons.  I am but a dog in a world of wolves. I cannot hurt another man nor can I defend myself. I am not worthy of such a beautiful woman. She may be a dark, beautiful creature of the underworld but, She is different. I know it.

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