For a time I am Annie
Walking a trail that has
Dead trees on all sides
With ravens feasting on
The dead some animals others human
Then for a time I am Dark Rose
Walking a trail that has
Cherry blossom trees on all sides
With woodland creatures like little
Squirrels playing with each other than for a time I am Annie
Dancing at a ball with skeletons
And vampires their lips ice-cold but pleasant
upon my lips and drinking goblets
Of blood when my feet have grown tired
Then for a time I am Dark rose
Dancing at a ball with handsome young men
There lips warm and pleasant upon...