Entry: Poem (Kamiki - Half Drow)
They look at me in lust
A dark goddess with the moonlight touch.
Hair of spun silver robing me close,
Concealing yet showing so much.
Eyes like deep violet stars,
Craving for more.
The romantic could idolize,
My having a gentle side.
But it would be a lie,
Like so many gentle
I lower my eyes in feigned modesty,
Oh this dance was going to get deadly.
The stranger had no clue,
So I bowed and made my move.
No longer the rich mans toy,
The goddess had been freed.