Claws

 

Claws

 

“I’d rather be a monster then a beast” she said, “to snarl is not howl, and bite better then fight.”

Staring off but now looking deep in his eyes.

“But it’s when I am neither is when I become love, the angel, and so adoring.”

She took his hand, sad.

“Lost with you; lost boy. My dream, yet mindset might work to friends…”

He bowed his head in grieve.

Finally, “I too rather be a monster then a beast.” His eyes now closed, “and if I had to pick; the vampire; but not to suck your love dry. But for when I am bathed in sunlight, that is when my true love shines. I shall pass to your crystal.”

The boy looks back at her, “And you’ll wonder why we’ve become such hateful things in past.”

 

(To hug is too, cry; and the monsters both wept)

Reviews

[K. Carver]

Its wonderful...my eyes started watering...

[Wolfwind Words]

What a fabulous way of bringing across the emotions between to of the children of the night. I loved the images that it brought forth and at the same time the love. Great job!