Queen of Darkness

When I first heard his thick voice,

It was like I had been struck by lightning.

There was something about him

That made me lose all sense of direction.

Eyes like obsidian,

Long silky hair and a pallor so white.

He was a beautiful dream;

I followed him through the lonely meadow.

But that was a grave mistake,

And we were then swallowed by the darkness.

The underworld is cold, bleak;

But there is something pleasant about it.

He grows me my own garden,

And we dance among the fields of flowers.

Sweet, sticky pomegranate–

It is a such an acrid taste on my lips.

Spring comes and I say goodbye,

Three dull months to be away from my love.

I am the Queen of Darkness,

And my black throne will not long be empty.

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