Dark Shadows

His eyes held a dead brilliance Showing an empathy and compassion Did his soul embrace any resilience How she brought infinite passion Standing over her he felt a vulnerability Fascination he had in her left him confused As an inhuman beast he had capability To leave her alone he would refuse Her pulsating blood drew his attention Thoughts of its warm stickiness so red Gave him an undeniable appreciation Standing in the shadows as the undead Disciplined willpower not to have a taste Though entombed by its very smell Consequences of these actions, a waste For she was his never ending hell Though hell he knew well as a vampire He could enter her mind, and hypnotize See he wanted her for his own empire Wanted her love but that she has to realize Actions he’d rather not deal with consequences Now he cursed his profound moral compass He only hoped she’d come to her senses Decision and out come she must encompass