La Belladonna



With hair so black it's midnight blue,
her skin doth rival the moon's own hue.
Her blade sings wildly through the air,
The wind blows fiercely she does not care.

Absorbed as she is in her dawntime dance,
She notices no-one inside her trance.
Her pale skinglows in the morning light,
As she dances away the cares of the night.

Belladonna the deadliest lady,
Will dance and sing until she is ready.
Belladonna such a beautiful poison,
Stops arms outspread towards the horizon.

Belladonna is not her true name,
But her manner and nature make it the same.
Glorious, stunning but out of your reach,
With only one smile your soul she will teach.

The meaning of passion and of desire,
But act on these feelings and cause her great ire.
Your heart she will break not only with words,
But with poison and magic and steel as well.