AMOROUS

I am contented with this place,

Where even my shadows wouldn't be trace.

Why am I tied with her potent charm,

And giving me a satisfying harm?

My eyes are being sewed,

To her perfectly flawed view.

I felt the first leap in my chest,

When I was caught with her deep gaze.

By then, her eyes are drawn,

In my mind where only her is my only thought.

'Til the urge of contravening what I've sworn,

Curious of what sweet-sourish obsession will be brought.

I looked up and asked the moon,

If I could really run without looking behind?

I just see myself to be with her soon,

Even if it seems to have gotten myself in a bind.

Lights open, curtains parted of her bedroom's window,

Hearing the sob of her heavy sorrow.

Late to be realized, I took my first enter,

To stop her pain, is what really matters.

She sits to the other side of her bed,

I watched her back as she stops,

Until I smell a rust, a sign of drops,

Lingers the aroma of raw yet sweet delicate red.

Enough to feed and wakes the monster that've slept for a long time,

Impossible to stop as I saw her slow fall,

As fast as I could, I embrace her in arms of mine.

My heart stopped when I saw the slits,

Four to left, three to her right wrist,

She holding tightly the crystal piece of her mirror,

Giving me unmeasureable, undeniably terror.

She gets even paler, sounds of her heart slowly fading.

Subconsciously, I looked to her long white neck – gulping,

Until I made up with a one thing ..

I came close to her collarbone – smelling,

Positioning myself, fangs appearing,

Holding her more, as I heard her gasping.