Is he my reality?
Can he succumb to my pain?
Can he withstand my hunger?
A soldier for his fortune
A crisis for his rescue
But this is not who I am
I am not princess
I am a queen of the spires
I am a predator
Yet my hunger has lived for centuries
He has nourished me in mere moments
He has sustained my heart for mere seconds
He has kissed my soul
Only the moon has given me more life
Strength
Potency
Controlled anger
These are the things I am made of
My flesh is taut
My senses are keen
My hunger is endless
My loneliness awaits his caress
My hand is offered
My one fear?
He will not accept it...
Can he succumb to my pain?
Can he withstand my hunger?
A soldier for his fortune
A crisis for his rescue
But this is not who I am
I am not princess
I am a queen of the spires
I am a predator
Yet my hunger has lived for centuries
He has nourished me in mere moments
He has sustained my heart for mere seconds
He has kissed my soul
Only the moon has given me more life
Strength
Potency
Controlled anger
These are the things I am made of
My flesh is taut
My senses are keen
My hunger is endless
My loneliness awaits his caress
My hand is offered
My one fear?
He will not accept it...