twisting her way she never loses
down the hole deeper getting darker
breath fast now,eyes glowing
dodging rocks,littered roses

sand castle dreams and cacophonous songs
tattered flags  of the darkest hues
she moves with grace cat like styles
a purpose her own,not the writer of wrongs

moaning angels,cavorting demons
shades of darkness  in a velvet sky
glass prisons sucking clear
hair white  as winter seasons

cloths languishly hung,aura of lust
struts to a beat of unknown tempos
indigo child rises to the temple
moving in a sweep ,dances though the dust

sense of urgency,rising flesh
eyes of ice green and blue
flesh so smooth, a silky repose
scent of jasmine,appearance fresh

through chaos she moves,a silent assassin
opposition falls  at every stroke
time starts to slow with a graceful slip
she moves through ,and leaps the chasm

crouching with danger she meets his gaze
hands extended  ready to grapple
as one they move,epic struggle
a climactic ending ,end of all days

child of the darkness ,powers of evil
snarling his venom he spits his defiance
a cloud of black exudes from his eyes
thriving on fear,a sense of primevil

in a burst of speed,a beam of light
slices the dark,cuts its silence
a scream of the damned ,shatters like glass
the child of indigo  bannishes the blight

as time becomes normal floating in the air
soft wisps of smoke,and ash's of black
she dances as if to music dodging the dust
her eyes a smile,her song is one to beware