to a desecrated love song

a soul's chanson

gone wrong

from once upon a fairy tale

to unhappily ever after fail

from the beauty:

dreams really do come true

to the beastly:

true love scorned

angelically (like Beyonce´)

she had sung for him

"You're everything I need and more

It's written all over your face

Baby, I can feel your halo

Pray it won't fade away"

Warning (Zevonically)

he had howled back

"I used to be a werewolf

but I’m alright now-woooooooooooooooh!!!!"

the rest until if and when

they ever meet again

is as they say his story

She the novel, the poem, the poet,

the sentence and the paragraph, the singer and the song,

the rhythm, the pulse, the percussion and the strings,

the wind, the water, the earth and fire,

the all 10 directions and the 10,000 things

She the Stunning Mystery Companion

O! My Pretty Little Plum Thief Muse!

Elsewhere now your tale is being written

Without you now here is only fiction