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Romanian draculs rebellion
He reAches across the expanse to take her hand
Cordially they bow cheek to cheek
The rythym takes them sweeping them up into imagery
Cartooned and their cloud silver lined gold
They are perfectly sympatico made to be in eachothers arms
They create such beautiful ambieance in a marbled ball room
Step by step they are swept into fairytale betrothal they were made to accompany the other souls entertwined like french kissing toungues
They swirl and circle each curve the others perfect puzzle peice cut out
They bow and seperate after a cressendo of applause from shocked reverie
They pull their dazed gazes from one anothers locked
Forgeting the on looking crowd about them it seemed to them that they were totally alone just rythym motion steps flow posture caresses placed just so
Perfection could be created they bowed and parted the floor as they ascended
Searching in desperate states frantic with the ideal they may never set eyes to eithers face again they in one dance became loves own interpretation
Escalating fear finally out of desperation and lack of oxygen they both step into
The wings to breathe a moment and as they gulp large lung fills
They both bump into the other eyes closed in. Frustration
Asthey careen into one another Shock mixed elation
They smile as both toungue tied and in a hurry
To rush into words of magnitudes of feelings they. Come to realize the moon is shining brightly a blessing from earth they embrace kissing ferverently on the mouth
They are both lost in their less than knowledgeable caress
They make a pact that regardless theyd be forever betrothed to the other
They join the ball just as the band plays the last song
Of the night they are once again lifted on winds of beauties wings to etheral
Heavens far from here far from their land of lovers oz
The spell they cast in the room was loves complexity in form
They curtzy and bow slipping the others info into a pocket a sash
They retreat into eachothers embraces often. Never including
The notion of their need in families eyes for marriages
Then comes summer and they run freely through blueberry and lemon feilds
Ripe with fruits of many generation s labor and sweat
The thick aromas lingering on them
For they meet to roll in those feilds daily and nightly
Under gods sky they unite in one bloodied rip
Now she lay in blissful abandon on her lovers chest basking
In the aftermath of their thoughtless abandon
They are discovered by A servant dedicated to fathers salary
They feed the kings the information they meet and discuss heatedly
Their kingdoms unity over the marriages of their aires
They turn to their children And they are overjoyed with the joining of monetary
Lands cattle boundries in between they are given to
Sanctuary to be brought cleansed to one another
They are joined in matrimony laced up as prisoners with silken tethers and chained. Signifying always as their bond bound in knowledge of the others exsistence constantly for eternity together joined blessed by god and kingdom
They danced as the trumpets sounded the arrival
Of my own flashing knight in shining armors
This was the new kings palace and his lovely bride
They ruled with iron fists and they expanded many holdings
They bore five children three sons and two daughters
They were ment from the moment he kissed her hand
Asking for this dance escaping treachery by the hands of many
Scorned hearts they still dance in heavens clouds
Amongst other warriors in vahlhalla thunder strikes the bow
And the rains their sweat labors of love their love
Was written in the stars by gods own hand
With all ancestries each tale of heroism and overcomeing many obstacles
On dragons wealth they are catered to they are ever dancing through each swirl
They spin this is where the loves end waiting under the weeping willow
Pining wringing hands they are escaped into roman won streets
They send their aires by ship to romanias darkest
Relatives drakuls and they are raised schooled arts of wars and maytron hood
Their father and mother battle side by side in battle
Back to back the carve out their escaped
They leave all their kingdoms holdings for anothers fight
They are freedoms vikings or the like ilk
They cut their way through wildernesses and destitution
To come upon the drakules whove taken blood from dragons hearts
Immortally chiseled the elders are un moveable for many moons
Past this story is continued .
Cordially they bow cheek to cheek
The rythym takes them sweeping them up into imagery
Cartooned and their cloud silver lined gold
They are perfectly sympatico made to be in eachothers arms
They create such beautiful ambieance in a marbled ball room
Step by step they are swept into fairytale betrothal they were made to accompany the other souls entertwined like french kissing toungues
They swirl and circle each curve the others perfect puzzle peice cut out
They bow and seperate after a cressendo of applause from shocked reverie
They pull their dazed gazes from one anothers locked
Forgeting the on looking crowd about them it seemed to them that they were totally alone just rythym motion steps flow posture caresses placed just so
Perfection could be created they bowed and parted the floor as they ascended
Searching in desperate states frantic with the ideal they may never set eyes to eithers face again they in one dance became loves own interpretation
Escalating fear finally out of desperation and lack of oxygen they both step into
The wings to breathe a moment and as they gulp large lung fills
They both bump into the other eyes closed in. Frustration
Asthey careen into one another Shock mixed elation
They smile as both toungue tied and in a hurry
To rush into words of magnitudes of feelings they. Come to realize the moon is shining brightly a blessing from earth they embrace kissing ferverently on the mouth
They are both lost in their less than knowledgeable caress
They make a pact that regardless theyd be forever betrothed to the other
They join the ball just as the band plays the last song
Of the night they are once again lifted on winds of beauties wings to etheral
Heavens far from here far from their land of lovers oz
The spell they cast in the room was loves complexity in form
They curtzy and bow slipping the others info into a pocket a sash
They retreat into eachothers embraces often. Never including
The notion of their need in families eyes for marriages
Then comes summer and they run freely through blueberry and lemon feilds
Ripe with fruits of many generation s labor and sweat
The thick aromas lingering on them
For they meet to roll in those feilds daily and nightly
Under gods sky they unite in one bloodied rip
Now she lay in blissful abandon on her lovers chest basking
In the aftermath of their thoughtless abandon
They are discovered by A servant dedicated to fathers salary
They feed the kings the information they meet and discuss heatedly
Their kingdoms unity over the marriages of their aires
They turn to their children And they are overjoyed with the joining of monetary
Lands cattle boundries in between they are given to
Sanctuary to be brought cleansed to one another
They are joined in matrimony laced up as prisoners with silken tethers and chained. Signifying always as their bond bound in knowledge of the others exsistence constantly for eternity together joined blessed by god and kingdom
They danced as the trumpets sounded the arrival
Of my own flashing knight in shining armors
This was the new kings palace and his lovely bride
They ruled with iron fists and they expanded many holdings
They bore five children three sons and two daughters
They were ment from the moment he kissed her hand
Asking for this dance escaping treachery by the hands of many
Scorned hearts they still dance in heavens clouds
Amongst other warriors in vahlhalla thunder strikes the bow
And the rains their sweat labors of love their love
Was written in the stars by gods own hand
With all ancestries each tale of heroism and overcomeing many obstacles
On dragons wealth they are catered to they are ever dancing through each swirl
They spin this is where the loves end waiting under the weeping willow
Pining wringing hands they are escaped into roman won streets
They send their aires by ship to romanias darkest
Relatives drakuls and they are raised schooled arts of wars and maytron hood
Their father and mother battle side by side in battle
Back to back the carve out their escaped
They leave all their kingdoms holdings for anothers fight
They are freedoms vikings or the like ilk
They cut their way through wildernesses and destitution
To come upon the drakules whove taken blood from dragons hearts
Immortally chiseled the elders are un moveable for many moons
Past this story is continued .
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