This peom is called: Blood Love
Whent the bruning moon sets, And the cooling moon rises, I appear alone to weep for you,
The wind blows, and my tears fall uncontrollably, as my mind races back to you,
I remember to warmth of flesh shared, And the forbidden glances, as my heart aches for you.
Our final night came and went, your blood fell anavenged, Making of your demise.
The son you never saw, has your same fair skin, and reminds me of you,
he has half my blood, making him a creator of the night, unlike his mother, you.
He's born into a world, Were darkness surronds him, and he knows no love.
The moon has risen high, the coolness reached its climax, and i think of you.
i remember the blood we shared, like redwine and sugar cubes, kinda like our love:
Our Blood Love.
Angel_Of_NewLife · Sat Jun 09, 2007 @ 03:06pm · 0 Comments |