Poem for Dying Dove

Prologue-type poem for the book.

I cannot love one

Who is not like me

Too different on the inside

Is this really meant to be?

I cannot love one

Who is not a monster

Too human all togther

Is this really the babysitter?

~

I don't find a lover

In someone inhuman

Does not look different

Is he really not human?

I don't find a lover

In someone normal

May be hiding themselves

Is she really not paranormal?

~

I won't fall for one

Who I have to hunt

Will I have to kill them

With a knife that's blunt?

I won't fall for one

Who murders my kind

Bloodshed by both of us

Or will we have to intertwined?

~

IS IT POSSIBLE FOR US

TO FALL IN LOVE

BY MENDING EACH OTHER'S

DYING DOVE?

Author's Note

Came to me while writing the first chapter of the book. Zia's thoughts are red and Raider's are blue. Them together is the purple (haha, I'm smart). Hope you liked.

-Willa