Light in Darkness

[Nesuna1115]

a poem to the Puppet-master Vampire Evangeline the Hooded librarian-mage pervert, Alberio, and the love they share:

she looked into his shadowy hood
a thousand hours more, and still, they stood
her fangs a'glisten as she held him close
she contemplated, but nay she chose
his darkened hood lit by her glow
by her beauty above all else, a status quo
he silently watches her peral white fangs
a symbol of evil, like the angels sang
but he thinks not, he does not believe
like any angel to him, her gift he recieves
her gift of love, love of his life
to lose her, his anguish, his suffering, his strife
This his heaven, the angels envy
he by her side, her guard, her sentry
she the cursed, she the damned
Scapegoated, sacrificed, lambed
this her life, her own hell
long fallen from grace, she's alreadyy fell
she brings this to him, and brings herself guilt
this is her belief, and her heart wilts
but he's still by her side, for always and ever
his ansent doubts, long since severed
and still, he's by her side, forever still
his empty heart, to it's fill
and so
she looked into his shadowy hood
a thousand hours more, and still, they stood...