Dark footsteps sounding
A calmness overtakes
You’re coming
Release me
I’m begging
Allow her to breathe
Your power
Devours
I’m ready
Take all of me
Instantly
Invite her senses
Welcome her inside
I’m ready
By agreeing
Your world will change
Stay impressionable
It would behoove you
Yet, I’m ready
My name on your lips
Princess of Darkness
How little you truly know
My dear, my love
I see my throne
Make room
I’m ready
I will
Command your lips
You will
Identify my new name
The Crimson Queen
In all her beauty
Alive
Living
Ready
Oldest Daughter & Red Headed Sister 
Crimson Queen…that sounds a bit wicked, too!
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I did say that there was a bit of dark poetry left in me. Just flushing it out.
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Don’t flush it all out! 😉
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😆 😆 Duketh liketh this oneth?
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Yes, I did!
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😀 Yay! She sounds vicious. ..
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Yes, she does. Don’t you like that?
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I do. I really, really, really do. She’s just my kind of lady, actually.
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And you thought I wouldn’t like her.
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You are correct in saying that, Duke.
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Wow. Such power in the words.
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I am taking that as a compliment, Charles. Twas supposed to seem powerful. Too bad I’m just a kitten.
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Kittens still have sharp teeth. 🙂
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Yes. A very good point.
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