He came from darkness and somehow saved my lfe.
As a friend and a brother I have always thought of him.
Though in the process he was hurt badly.
I helped him to heal but he shunned me,
And I felt his cold touch on my cheek and neck.
Filled with terror, he was, and always mysterious.
He constantly told me to stay away; take great care.
Over time he softened and grew close to me.
But only in small pieces and with steps backward as well.
Since that night when death whispered around my head.
I saw other men and he was always waiting up.
The figure of a father worried about his girl.
Fate would have it that I would find a bad seed,
But one whose looks were so beautiful and strong.
I fell for him and he fell on me.
But somehow he was able to aid me again.
I played it off; such a cool and collected me.
But he saw through it and held me when I cried.
"Did you realize how worried I was?"
"Somehow I did." I said as I looked in his eyes.
There I saw the flame and blackness of the first night.
There was a passion there, too, never before seen.
He held me and kissed me as I wanted him to.
A cold hand caressed my neck and chest.
And we united finally in our love of light and darkness.
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