Angel and a Demon
I once walked in a grave yard.
There was no reason really to be there.
The moon was out casting a haunting glow on the tomb stone.
My mind its self wondering freely.
With in my hands was a book of my writeing.
To me the shadows where perfect to hide in, until i saw him.
He was siting there upon a tomb stone.
My mind studied him as my eyes watched him.
He looked at me as i watched him, his face unseen for the masked it was behind.
His grin unseen by my eyes.
His lips movement kept for eyes.
All that he spoke to my ears was "Hello, how are you my dear?".
All i could manage to those words was " i am going good, thank you for asking."
His eyes danced in a way I have never seen.
Was he mocking me?
Was he teaseing me?
I really do not know.
His next words cout me off gaurd "I heard you at the concert. Your voice is beautiful to lison to."
I simply nodded my thank you a deep rose blush upon my cheecks.
His movement that of a cat never made a sound as he walked up to me.
My mind fasinated by this man.
As he stood before me, I could hear his voice in song with my own words.
All I could do was join him in song knowing the words to this song all to well.
OUr voices joined as one as the night air the only thing to lison as well as the souls of the dead.
As the song ended all I could hear was my heart.
Have i seen him before?
He kept his eyes on me, my fingers wanting to touch his raven black hair.
"what are you doing in a grave yard alone? Do you not know that demons like myself lurk here?"his voice soft, gental, but teaseing all at the sametime.
"Simply getting away from life at the time."was my reply.
"Then you have come to the right place"was his calm reply.
My fingers longing to remove his mask wanting to see his face.
"you do not want to see my face , my dear" was his words.
"I..... I wish to see who you are and know the face behind the words."I spoke to his ear this time.
His eyes danced with compassion that my heart longed for for as my arms went around him, my cheecks blushing once more.
My pale skin glowing in the moon light, but his next movement shoocked me.
His arms embrassed me to the soul.
My eyes kept to his as his kept to mine.
"Do you really wish to see my face? Will you promise not to run?" he asked clearly afraid to scare me away.
"I promise to you what you ask with me soul." I spoke softly to let him know my words where true.
His hands went to his mask removing it showing his scared handsome face.
I simply caressed the scare on his left eye nuzzleing in to his cheeck.
His soft sigh telling me his fears died away, his arms holding on to me tighter.
This demons fear was to lose the angel that found him.
My own fear to lose the demon with passion to the night its self.
My arms holding on to him tighter as well.
Our eyes never leaveing the others.
Our lips meeting in that first sweet kiss.
This is what it means to love a demon for I do not care what can happen to my soul.
For you see I am the angel and he may be a demon but we write this as one.
 vailendeathmage · Thu Feb 15, 2007 @ 03:21pm · 0 Comments |
