True to that which Nature has bestowed upon her 
She is as She was that which She will always be 
 
A Creature of darkness 
A Raven beauty 
Skin like Snow 
 
Her Scars tell a story 
Of Lessons learned in blood 
Of Love lost 
Of Lust un fulfilled 
 
She is that of the darkness 
She is that of the dying 
She is that of the Searching 
 
She is that which I seek