Monday, January 30, 2012

Dark Room


In a dark room
In a castle far away
Lies a woman dressed
For a mosaic masquerade

A crazy twist of fate
Brought her here.
Like a tennis match
Between God and Satan

She had been a dancer
In a local bar
When a dark haired stranger
Saw her tap dancing act

He strode up beside her
Like a golfer lining up a putt
And asked her if she would
Like to join him in a drink.

Soon the room was spinning
Like a discus in a meet
When she woke
She found herself in this room

She knew she had a man
Her clothes had been changed
Dark haired stranger?
Or some angel from heaven?

Doesn’t matter
Now with child
Like a modern Madonna or Job of old
She is now unholy wild.

2 comments:

  1. Awesome words. I've just followed after you put a link on Myspace. Thanks so much for sharing! :)

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