BEAUTIFUL MONSTER
It was a cold rainy night of 1852, when love blossomed at suit Anthony club house.
I wrote a true heartfelt poem to the most beautiful lady in the club.
She wore black, with her black long hair dangling down her shoulders and her eyes glittering to the ever changing light of suit Anthony's outstanding light play.
From the moment I saw her dancing I wrote.
Like a forbidden fruit yet drawing me in.
_I am a newly certified hunter, but I fear the beauty that emanate from within.
I could take you home,and make you mine even if its just for a while.
Keeping you forever is the goal, but you are too beautiful to be tamed at the aisle.
So I make my plans and bought you a wine, God, Up close, you are too fine.
you are the center of attention in the suit, everymen in suit waiting to see who you choose.
yes you chose to take my drink, bold in confidence and elegance.
Knowing fully well, I am a danger to you, huh it was pretence.
we laughed dance with the night, made well use of the little time.
A 173 years later, yet I can still remember it like it was yesterday. I am, now hunted, only to live in the night. I have searched for her ever since, it like she is a shadow I am still chasing.
Forever doomed to my fate, and forever lost, was the little time real or was I just another hunted pray?
Thanks @freewritehouse