She was a woman of extreme emotions
When she loved she wanted all …
Kisses and caresses did not suffice her
She needed to be loved body and soul.
Her lover’s knew not her inclinations,
To be content only when she was sure,
That no man could ever betray her
No one knew their word, would not suffice.
When John came upon this lovely maiden
He beheld her night colored hair in silken strands
Her eyes like crystal pools of purest blue
Her form so lithesome, singing voice true …
He fell in love with her perfect body
He offered to be her own true love
She smiled at him and danced for him
Accepting the love he offered her.
On the day that they were wedded,
After the party and feasting done,
They lay upon their nuptial bed …
He fell asleep held in her arms.
Her guards came to her in the night
Instructed as they’d been before …
And with their terrible steely knives
Removed his head which they gave to her.
“Oh John my love, now I’m sure you’re true!
No one can be a truer lover than you…
For now you’ll never look at another
You’ll be for me, my eternal lover.”
Written for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Fairytale Prompt #4