All of the Little Goth Girls Love Edgar
by "Twila"
All of the little Goth girls love Edgar.
Shadowy-silvern, his pale, forlorn features.
Lines they revere on old scroll-like ledgers.
Words to enthrall such dear, winsome creatures.
Nervous, aflutter, hearts beat fast, fast--faster.
Truly, 'Ultima Thule' rules--dually:
Image and man are two darksome masters.
Ever a 'soul to soul' night-tide yearning;
Heavens conspire to keep far stars burning.
Radiant Virginia's pure, porcelain presence
Transcends an inked waif's wraith-like essence.
Blackly, do Corvus adorn chatelaine medals.
Truly, 'Ul