she dances with wolves,
and sings them a tune.
raising her hands up high,
and giving a show for the moon.
twisting and turning,
shes all over the place.
with long red ribbons in her hair,
a beautiful sight she makes.
her gray eyes are set alive,
and dance with a fiery spark.
as she begins to awake,
her wolven side up.
letting out a seductive howl,
it echoes through the night.
and she continues to dance,
in the silver moonlight.
turning over to her animal side,
she lets escape a sweet growl.
now shes ready for her hunt,
and shes on the prowl.
so keep your eyes open boys,
shes loves to capture your hearts.
so she can keep
behind those big brown eyes,
and behind that innocent smile.
theres not a chance that shes done good,
and that shes been bad for awhile.
with looks that can kill,
and with a personality so kind.
she will be more than just a dream,
she will be that ghost who haunts your mind.
she will lure you in with sweet talk,
and win you over for her amusement.
and once your in her trap,
theres no chance of getting loose of it.
pulling you deep down under,
into her dark seductive world.
theres a chance of losing yourself,
to this wicked little girl.
so do all that you can,
to keep her away.
just try to stay a good distance,
and everythin
she sits at her stool,
needle in hand.
weaving that silver thread,
in and out again.
she hums as she works,
to the beat of a wheel turning.
her sweet little lullaby,
causing eyes to start lowering.
shes forming a blanket of dreams,
to wrap around lovers minds.
helping them find sleep,
during those dark times.
and once dreamers eyes,
have finally come to a close.
she continues her work,
while putting on a magical show.
making stars glow brighter,
and dance across their minds.
she knows how to weave threads,
that always leave them in content sighs.
helping them forget,
and easing off the stress.
she is their little dream w
Spider outside my window by goddessXofXlust, literature
Literature
Spider outside my window
Spider outside my window,
spin a web of silver moonbeam,
and make it strong enough to hold,
and capture all my bad dreams.
Spider outside my window,
trap those dark creatures of the night,
and keep those little nightmares,
away from my peaceful mind.
Spider outside my window,
spin my mind a tale,
with your story telling threads,
that weave around my window sill.
Spider outside my window,
i hope those tales keep nightmares at bay.
and with that silver dream catcher you have spun,
i hope it will keep my mind safe until the next day.
A sorrow in Pellinor by goddessXofXlust, literature
Literature
A sorrow in Pellinor
A darkness has been waiting,
and its ready to take a stand.
bestowing a time of sorrow,
upon this once sacred land.
Creatures of our nightmares,
have been brought to life.
tormenting us in the broad of day,
no more are they afraid of light.
Men on black horses,
who practice a magic of the dark,
use the common folk of Pellinor,
to master this cruel art.
The weak and defenseless,
hold sorrow in their hearts,
as these days of their lives,
continue to grow dark.
But a hope clings to the air,
for the Guardians of light.
prayers are always whispered,
asking them to end this strife.
Maybe one of these days,
Pellinor will be rest
dark ocean blue eyes,
and a voice that can conjure.
shes a creature of the sea,
with long blonde curls.
she wears a skin of scales,
that shines with iridescent colors,
and catches the men from ashore,
and lures them into the waters.
but following along,
they cant see the trouble lurking,
and each time they move closer,
its a step closer to dying.
with a smile as lovely,
she begins to sing,
and now its too late,
to be able to do anything.
as she continues her song,
they're trapped under her spell,
and there is nothing else they can do,
that can help them save themselves.
so she moves in on her preys,
and kisses their lips,
The girl with claws as nails by goddessXofXlust, literature
Literature
The girl with claws as nails
with eyes of green emeralds,
and a stride that is daring,
she is a beautiful women,
and she will keep you staring.
hair of sleek black,
and a style of no other,
she has that alluring effect,
and she can pull you under.
with feline instincts,
and long claws that she sharpens,
shes that black cat in your path,
so find another way and keep walking.
or else that bad kitten,
with her promiscious attitude,
will dig her claws into your heart,
and purr as she breaks you.
she will leave you behind,
with nothing left to hold on to.
that prowress of the night,
will be finished of hunting you.
Tales written in the roots by goddessXofXlust, literature
Literature
Tales written in the roots
lay down your arms of steel,
forget those endless wars,
come sit beneath my leaves that weep,
for after tonight you will not fight any more.
sit at the base of my trunk,
for i have a tale to share,
about the battle from long ago,
that was won by a miss so fair.
with a beautiful name of Arlena,
she was the kingdoms darling queen.
she also held a secret power,
one that she kept unseen.
a lover of the earth,
a mother to all nature,
she had control of all elements,
it was a strong gift given to her.
she never missused it,
she always had good intentions,
but when the dark lord Xavier started a war,
her powers was the only thing
take out your coins,
the show is about to begin,
its time to bask,
in our fools misfortune.
a smile that begs,
a song that pleas,
to sit and watch,
his desperate misery.
like each time before,
he has a story to tell,
of one about a boy,
and how his fortune fell.
it began long ago,
in a faraway place,
their was a young girl,
with such a sweet face.
he fell for her looks,
and did not see,
that gleam in her eyes,
that showed great mischief.
he gave her his love,
he gave her his gold,
and she asked for more,
with reasons untold.
finally one day,
this wealthy fortune was gone,
given all to the girl,
who he thought wouldn
endless fields of green,
with a sun that never burns out,
and makes the crystal skies shed,
rainbows that dance all around.
firework flowers,
that explode with beautiful grand.
they can also change color,
in the palm of your soft hand.
dancing butterflies,
that love to kiss your cheeks,
and precious little bumble bees,
that hum a melody so sweet.
an enchanting essence,
that sinks into your skin,
every inch of you,
seems to be glowing.
memories of the pain,
begin to disappear,
even all of the ones,
that kept you through the years.
life feels so blissful,
yet you tend to forget,
that heaven isnt as wonderful,
as the life