Cherry red lips
And a ice cold stair to match it.
A nice warm kiss to help detach it.
And an even colder white/blonde hair.
Framing her perfect cool face.
Out lined in lace,
Her wall so dignified and full of grace.
A blood tasting kiss
Is what she leaves.
Leaves it on collars necks
even on sleeves.
Dressed up for the ball,
Drenched in perfume,
All in all, the perfect bell
So perfect yet so raw.
Dancing with lords,
Dining on past leaders.
Drenched in sin
Yet from the best breeders.
Eyes and lids in a powdered blue.
Dressed in diamonds from head to shoe.
Dining with the rich
Spoiled my them
more and more
Behind closed doors,
Engaged to money,
Boiled in lack of chores.
Only the finest Powdered blue eyes.
Only for her no others meet these unreachable sky's.
