SHE'S A PRINCESS






Her white fingers held his hand. Following the lines of his palms.
- I see a dark future.
Your life will end in violence.

Her dark blue eyes met his, and somehow, the words she spoke. Didn't reach his mind.

- Run William, run!

**************

The blood on his hands,
they were always pink.
Never clean.

The corpses.
Pieces of meat.
The ache in his back after
carrying the heavy dead flesh.

William, the butcher's boy.
William, the bloody.

With the eyes of an angel.
Watching the horizons.
Nursing his dreams.

Getting drunk at the tavern.
The smell of Mariann.
Under him.
Not good,
not bad,
just there...

He wanted,
To drain the world,
for what it had to offer...

Excitement...

Lick it of the Goddess' breasts.
Like milk.
The words in his head,
like pieces of a puzzle.
Fell together, made sentences.

Creation.

He was in love with the story...With the tale...

While his fingers, used the knife
to cut in the flesh.
His mind were filled with poetry.
Fair maiden's kisses.
The ruler of kingdoms
beyond time...

And he opened his eyes, and saw:
Meat.

**************

I was still with you William.
When you walked to the marketplace that night.

I watched your eyes,
when you saw her.

The white ribbon in her hair
Her blue dress
Laces
Silk
Almost like a lady
You thought
And was caught.

Drusilla,
Black as pitch.

And she caught your eyes.
And she was in you.
And you were in her.
And I think, William,
that you already knew, from that moment on.
That your soul was doomed.
That I had to leave.

And there was nothing left, between you and death.

*****************

You approached before your black goddess.
Letting her see your hand.

- She's fooling you,
William.
- It's a trap!

She wants your blue eyes to beg before her.
She wants to see them burst.
She wants to leave your heart unbeating.
She wants you to welcome death.
Welcome her.
As your mistress.

Because your snow white hair
your sparkling blue eyes
The amusement in your voice
Reminds her of life...

She tempts you with her smile.
She leads you to her father,
he is a storyteller'
she says.
You can't resist.
You follow her.
You don't see the trail
of
heavy dead flesh,
of meat,
of corpses,
behind her.

The streets of London
are dark
and foggy.
It's not unusual
Nothing is.

You follow her to a dark, smoky tavern.
They live there,
she says...
For the moment.

And your heart beats fast
Celebrating her
Celebrating life
And what you thought would be
your lucky day!

Already in love,
She does something with her eyes.
And you don't see
the twinkle in them.

You would have been surprised William,
to see
how golden
and how cruel
They seemed,
just a moment ago

But you were watching her lips
move
laugh
And were busy
laughing with her...

Always so witty
aren't we?
William

******************

He's sitting in the middle of a crowded room.
Telling a story.

About a girl,
once killed by a devil.
Disguised as human...
In a convent.

He is your executioner.

He says:
- And she begged for her mothers life.
But he broke her neck with a snap!

The crowd is silent.
Listening.
Excitement and fear in their eyes.

They're all going home afterwards.
Closing their doors.
Filling their homes with light.
Lying close to eachother in their beds.
Relieved,
that it wasn't them.
That they are safe,
behind their locks.
- You're never going to get home again William
Your adventure has come for you.

Her father says;
- His fangs, like a wolves's, sank into her sister's neck. And he sucked the blood out of her body. The girl was terrified, and she said;
- Please kill me, right away.
But he didn't...
Do you know what he did...

He lowered his voice,
- He ripped her skirt of, and then he...

************************

Your adventure just came for you, William.
It has come to get you.

She's leading you to a room behind her father's chair.
So you never got to see him,
properly.

She kisses you soft...Just like the maid in your dream.
And you fall even faster,
William
In love with the Reaper,
in front of you.

You're captured in the web who are her eyes.

Dark blue.
Like life itself, you think,
it's not.
It's your death smiling at you.
Licking your neck.
Pressing it's body against yours.
Spreading it's tighs to let your hand in.
Letting your fingers leave marks on its flesh.
Leading your head to it's breast.
It's not milk, william.
It's the taste of death, on your lips.

Did you like her?
Was she good?
- Don't you think she could smell the blood on your hands?
It was death who moaned under your body.
Giving you a pleasant ride into the behind and afar.
Not her lust.
Not her love.

Just her hunger.
And her greed.

You can hear her father through the door,

- She started to call him Daddy...She was quite mad at the time. She could hear the moon and the stars sing.
And everytime he came, she dropped her crucifix, and flew into his arms.
Giving his cock a taste of the heaven he never could reach...And neither would she...

He took a break, and the crowd shouted;
- More!
- Tell us more!

- Give me more beer, and I'll continue.

She whispers;
- Do you like stories William?
- Do you like daddy's story?

She is death warning you...But you don't listen.

You just feel her silky wetness.
The touch of her hands on your chest.
Her breasts rubbing against you.
The sensation of being inside of her.
The fair maiden from your dreams.

You loved her when you saw her.
I know that, now.
She was meant to be your devilish bride.
And I, was left behind.

And her father tells a story,
about a young girl he says he once knew.
A pure and innocent virgin.
Who once were haunted by a devil.
She flew into a convent.
And was killed, and turned into a demon.
By her vicious master.
She enjoyed the pain.
She enjoyed the suffering.
Because she had gone quite mad, at the time...
She was no longer,
pure
or
innocent

- And neither will you be William...
Soon...

She’s smiling down at you.
You are resting now after your chase.

She says;
- Sometimes I hear the stars sing...At night...

You suddenly realize how dirty the room and the bed are.
The smell disgusts you.

Like the butcher's shop.

Like your father's place.

Bloody flesh, and spilled blood.

You're starting to worry. But it's to late, William...
Too late for that now.

Because, you look into her eyes....And everything is fine again.

Like she's playing with your mind.
Kissing its worries away.
With her ruby red lips.
And her fangs in your throat.
Licking your blood from your skin.
She’s smiling, like a cat.
With sharp, white teeth.

***********************

- Angel,
she says.

You look up, in the face of a devil.

Golden eyes.
Sharp teeth.
The wrinkles above his nose

He’s smiling at you and says to her;
- Do you like him?

Your beloved one
She nods her head,
and says:
- Can I keep him?

Her face is no longer a Princess'.
She his the witch, you were supposed to battle.

And all the words puzzles in place.
And you see William.
That there's a picture here.
With you in it.

Your story.
It has come
to get you.

*********************

You are weak
You can't move.

She has drained you of all your strength.

Like she will continue to do,
for decades.

She's making love to her daddy.
On the floor.

He hits her,
and you feel pity.
While she laughs.

You were a good person
William the Bloody.

The deadly poison in her eyes...

Do you see what's going on?
She's moving in your blood.
The few pints you have left.

She feels it,
that you
will be
her devoted slave,
from this day on,
and she wants you.

Your love is signing the pact
with the devil
right now
in this moment.

Your pity
is the ink you're using.

*********************

You have always been weak for stories William.

And this one got to you
- didn't it?

When her daddy forces his
red fluid loaded with darkness
and promises
into your mouth

You swallow

Like a nice boy,
you do

And your last human thought is of her,
the poor girl who flew into a convent.
And was quite mad at the time...

The one who was turned into a demon.

And enjoyed the pain
Enjoyed the suffering

And called her killer
Daddy...

The one
who heard the stars sing at night.

*************************

And now you're with her,

- I'm a Princess

She says,

- That's what you are!

You answer her.

And her eyes still can force you to your knees.

You feed her hunger
You feed her greed

You will live forever William.
Ruler behind times.
You have fooled the untouchable,
for now.

But you left
me
behind.

Such a pity
for you

You lost your soul

And I can only watch you
Spike...
Prince of Vampires

From afar

Forever connected
Never in touch

Yours,


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