My senses were struck still
The first moment I saw her:
When her heart made mine beat faster,
When her blood tempted my thirst.
With all my strength I fought
Trying to break free from her spell
That captivated my mind’s directions,
How can I ever be without her?
What am I if she’s not there?
The fruit forbidden tastes the sweeter
And she is my heart’s addiction.
During the night under Moon’s vigil
I climb to watch her sleep
To see the smile that curls her lips
Knowing well she dreams of me.
And though my days were wrest away
Among the living I am not more
But for the kiss of her lips
Life again returns to me.
(Bella, I love you!)