In the Woods

Slowly oh slowly I creep,

Into the forest deep.

Deal to be made,

And a search for my bae.



Red is her hair,

Gold is her heart.

My kiss she wishes,

And upon her i dote.



Love for a beast,

Food for our feast.

Love can save all,

Yet I can not heed its call.



My power is darkness,

And black is my soul,

Her heart may be gold,

Yet my heart must be cold.



I can not let this beauty see,

The true monster that lies in me.

For possessive I am,

And clear as can be.



To save my bae I must be,

Cold and aloof.

But heart of gold,

Could it be?



That I the Dark one can love,

Once deeply and truly?

To my power I succumb,

Madly with hate.



I do love this girl,

Heart of gold and hair of red,

Yet I will not succumb,

For bae I must win.