Post by *ophelia* on Mar 27, 2008 9:33:15 GMT -5
Hey, I've done a poem, it's before they had dark marks, sorry about the rhyme, it's not perfect. It wasn’t supposed to rhyme, it just sort of fell in. Oh, and with the ending it just meant he didn’t follow his heart, just his brain. Hope you like it!
What if I need you?
And what if you've gone?
How can I find you?
I need to know.
He asked his dark mistress,
A question of faith.
Would she be there forever?
Whatever it takes?
Well my dark master,
Just give a cry.
My heart will hear you,
And to you I’ll fly.
She replied with sentiment,
She replied and felt.
Her lord, no feeling,
Yet her heart, he could melt.
Yes my sweet Bella,
I’ll whistle down the wind.
And soon you'll be near me,
A very special thing.
He said not what he felt,
And felt not what he said.
For he was the dark lord,
Who had not heart, just a head.
What if I need you?
And what if you've gone?
How can I find you?
I need to know.
He asked his dark mistress,
A question of faith.
Would she be there forever?
Whatever it takes?
Well my dark master,
Just give a cry.
My heart will hear you,
And to you I’ll fly.
She replied with sentiment,
She replied and felt.
Her lord, no feeling,
Yet her heart, he could melt.
Yes my sweet Bella,
I’ll whistle down the wind.
And soon you'll be near me,
A very special thing.
He said not what he felt,
And felt not what he said.
For he was the dark lord,
Who had not heart, just a head.
