Goth Princess

My Goth Princess
I must confess
means everything to me
that peacock dress
doth so impress
what it is to be
beautiful, and this unique
feminine and cute
the peacock patterns
and black lace
just go to the root
of absolute emotion
as through the forest she
glides amongst the golden leaves
so adorably
just to look into her eyes
truthfully achieves

a heart aglow
my love I know
to hold her hand
for I
can lose control
can feel my soul
aching and know why
My Goth princess she sparkles
with every unique thought
she emanates pure loving
and truly to escort
her anywhere
creates in me
excitement for I know
euphorically my state of mind
can always only grow
whatever she wears
she is rapture so rare
she understands colour
and fragrances where
she’s wild and responsive
her smile melts my heart
I can’t wait to see her
and whenever we part
I am lost
I am empty
I am sick
so alone
I have to be with her
not on my own