You blew past me in a swift wind...
sweeping me with your scent, essence,
and the mello of your, "Hello"...
gripping me with those ebony pearls
Suppose...maybe, I could come...
into your world?
Tempting me with your figure...
DAMN!!...
You should be a statue
or some forever cast of a goddess...
Dark Heroine ...
Tender lips and legs of pure beauty,  
casting this spell upon me...
holding me to see 
that you are truly 
the sweetest fruit from the tree

Please, move in that way again...
floating through the rush of the wind,
form blending with function,
the never ending silence of your scent, essence,
the mello of your, "Hello"
Goddess, come to light
so that I might see you again...
Dark Heroine