"Little Goth Girl"

My little goth girl

She doesn't know how sweet she is
She dresses up to scare me
but all she does is dare me

to lift buttons from her corset…

smell the clove in her hair…

lost in her extensions

I pretend that I don't care

so she won't think that I’m romantic

but rather dark instead
and with this slight adjustment
she should love me, but as I've said
it must stay my little secret
that I adore the pale undead of my
perfect
little
goth
girl

Precious goth girl

Wears black lipstick and a solemn frown

She thinks that she intimidates

But her darkness just initiates

the relentless pure devotion