Standing at the back of the mirror There are no clues Nothing you could possibly use Nothing inside this mirror To betray the "dreaded" side of her You can't see The ancient mystery The agony and ecstasy The way he thrills her Over and over Drowns and revives her She's … An infant at the breast Suckling on what's best For her Over and over She's an addict Willingly craving a malevolent force The savagery and majesty Of a peerless predator The lady, She's a Dragon Lover His colors and aura rule her world Tar-black, blood red, blue and splendid gold Icy cold It's, Hypnotic Exotic Pleasure and pain Sunshine and rain Inferno hot All inside one scaly pot He's her crucible She's shadowed and insatiable For her midnight painted rebel The good and the bad Blended so damn well Fermenting a potent spell As the spirit of a celestial ghost Evokes a sensory overdose With skillful hands Webbed, pillow soft and old leather rough Like the swirling desert sands Baby, close your eyes Sail on the claws Dream of heaven And the surreal spell As you surrender your true self In the clutches of hell Reach for the stars As the angry crow flies Baby close your eyes And... Lose yourself In this ancient fog The unparalleled heights of Tar Power You are a... Dragon Lover He's in her dreams Her nightmares Eliciting vivid moans and explicit screams In her heart His secrets she will eternally keep Standing at her window Pining wistfully for the darkest dark And a chance to fly Below and up through A shifting black sky As teams of shadows in the distance Float serenely by Basking in the silent silence As they revel In the essence of pure evil Going lower as it takes you higher Yes The lady She's a dragon lover Her heart quickens suddenly As she recalls The mischief and burning brutality In his chatoyant eyes As he takes one life And then another And another And another And another A sharp intake as her pulse races inexplicably A rush of the purest adrenaline as she admires The innate skill And delight in the indescribable sinful pleasures Of death for the sheerest thrill Lily white Rainbow flower You'll always be A dragon lover Standing at the back of the mirror There are no clues Nothing you could possibly use Nothing inside this mirror To betray the "dreaded" side of her A slow smile She's a Dragon Lover Forever… The Dragon Lover - 4 Her- © 2004 Ahkenaton all rights reserved |