Prince of Darkness

I walk quietly down the hall to meet someone.
I'm not sure who. All I see now is a tall lean figure of a man.
He has dark hair that is shaggy and Screams danger.
His eyes are not those of a human but of a tiger emerald green with the lightning of lust flashing brilliantly.The fire dances upon his face tan and stern. It looks as if it's been waiting hundreds of years For something,anything,waiting for me,
The tux he is dressed in it white with a rose the color of pearls.
I look down i am bare footed in a skin tight strapless dress of all the nights tonight is the night that I am his and only his. i Take a seat at the table across from him. He pours wine the color of blood in my cup.
We feast then he takes me in his arms And holds me close as we glide  swiftely across the marble floor. He kisses my neck,Traces my colar bone with his lips until he comes to my lips.
Then he crushes his on to mine hard yet smooth his lips taste of cherry bloosems as  it occures to me that this man is a dream and mine.
My Prince of Darkness.