his life as a night walker
had left him ill-prepared for this.
as soon as he had seen her,
he knew he had lost his heart.
her azure eyes shone bright
in the dim candle light
and her burgundy locks
barely brushed her shoulders.
just her laugh was enough
to weaken his knees,
and he knew that
had his lungs still required breath,
he would have the need to
catch his often.
as he watched her tenderly
caring for his wounds…
not trusting himself or
what he had become to talk to her…
he vowed to do whatever was necessary to
win this beautiful creature.
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