December 2005

Vogue Magazine July 05,         and Countess Christina 01

Romance

Romance, the light and the dark, uniquely human, 
Primal concerns of all creatures who reveal a strategy, 
Exalt the darkness of survival or conceal its reality, 
Practice the instincts of the vole or seek the willowy
Whistle stops of fantasy with horseman standing by;
Mysteries of gross perpetuity travel in separate mask.

Romancing the get-away, midnight…
While her master sleeps, she runs downstairs in her 
Frilly things, wearing all her jewelry, only her favorites, 
She may not be coming back, it depends. She dons 
A fluttery velvet cape and goes out into the blustery
Night, only moonlight to guide her instincts. Her men 
Wait amid hailstorms or fierce gales to rescue her,
Devoted, no matter how long it takes her to get there.

Romancing the come-on, midnight…
While her master sleeps, she finishes the last touches 
To her flame-war blog entry and publishes her Goth 
Girl website, then runs downstairs to meet her coven 
Members, their weekly celebration of Mother Nature 
Gathered not to shun or reject men, but to learn the 
Techniques of enslaving and binding them, so a man 
Will wait amid hailstorms or fierce gales to rescue her,
Devoted, no matter how long it takes her to get there.