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She tempts you, with her silvery laugh

Come to me and i grant you life serene



Her smile so beautiful in the moonlight

Her eyes so bright so blue tis true



that nothing will keep her away from you

shes calling to you in your dreams

of what is possible you try to glean



You step toward those open arms

hearing her promise all of her charms



She enfolds you in purple and gold

not knowing your soul has been sold



you smell her perfume as you lean closer

feeling her red lips upon your neck



you shiver and shake at such sweet delights

you feel her teeth sink and she shows you such sights.



Her voice tells you its now over

as she drinks you will never recover.



she has you for now and all time

get used to it you now know

what you reap so shall you sow



The kiss of the vampire

her promise of life

is nothing more than a life filled with strife.



Beware of the woman in silver and black

for this life you hold you can never take back.



© Lady of Dragonrose november 2007



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Angelus
01:05 Nov 02 2008

yep.. written of self.

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The love of a Witch knows no bounds,

Of Heaven and Hell and earthly sounds,

A witches love, you swore you need

But now you cast her aside like the spring’s first seed.



Be warned of the Witch you did scorn

Living without her will be dull and worn

She can use the moon to her sway

And make you wish you hadn’t betrayed.



She stood before you and swore

She would never leave you

No matter what for

Her love and devotion which does run deep

You gave it away like a wolf to a sheep.



The love of a Witch

a prize to behold

For she loves you, your body and soul

be careful of the Witch you say no longer need

her hurt, her sorrow, her soul does bleed

For when it passes you will then know

That what lies you told will comeback threefold



The love of a Witch

gentle and true

Just remember she loves only you.

In dead of night, or by suns early glow

You will feel her need, as you do your own



The love of a Witch

strong and pure

Were you ever really sure

Of your love for her?

A mortal man’s touch

Is all that she dreamed

Was it ever really the way it seemed?



The Love of a Witch

One must know

She waits with grace and

Silently so.

for the one who truly loves her

To own her, her body and soul.



She stands tall with her head held high

For only her goddess, knows only why

What was the truth? And which was the lie?



To love a witch

Comes with a great price

Of Heaven and Hell

Or fire and ice



The love of a Witch

Has passed you by

Listen, as she silently cries.

With Her last kiss that she has given you

reminds you of the new morning dew.



She slowly fades from your eyes

As she softly says her ending goodbye.

The spell she cast is only for you

And in time, you will know that this is true

You will always remember, she loved only you.



*copywrited by Lady of Dragonrose Novemeber 2007

The tools of the trade of the Mistress you see

Can be used for passion

or She can make you bleed

Her whips are made with the finest of care

She of Leather and Lace, do you still dare?



Her cuffs made with cold hard steel

Are bound to your wrists

that you may feel

What She does to you

in a moment or two

Can last a lifetime

in deep memory just for you.



You kneel down,

to kiss Her feet

To beg for Her mercy

is so sweet

She looks down at you

with bright dark eyes

Looking into Her soul,

that doesn’t tell lies

Her secret of giving will never be known

To the one who asks will be lucky if shown.



The collar you wear around your neck

Is given with love and with Her respect.

She can be gentle or She can be cruel

Only In your eyes, She’s a rare jewel.



The leash that She holds so tightly to her

Binds you forever, her pet to serve.

Two bound by passion

only they would know

The touch of each other,

and the desire that grows



She is his fire, he is Her flame The question remains always the same Just who is the Master and who is the slave?



The heart of a Mistress

is guarded by chain,

Of leather, lace, love and pain

look upon Her with respect

Give Her what She needs

and she will never neglect.

The one She loves, their desires well met.



He is bound to Her by his soul and her chain, Wrapped around his heart, that bears her name



(copyright) by Cindy Brehm November 2007



(Mistress Rose)