For the Love of Darkness

The story begins in the horror that was hidden under the streets,
The horror that only surfaced at night…But by that time I was beyond anyone’s help
I was a little girl when the chaos started, when I met Damien, An ironic angel, My Prince of darkness
The hour had struck midnight the moon shown eerily and shadow ghosts snuck around us
He led me to his chambers through the dark passage ways and decaying catacombs
“Some call this paradise…Some refer to it as hell.” He spoke tenderly “…But be my queen and we shall call it home.”
I was hypnotized by his eyes of brilliant gray as he told me of his life, of the undead, of lost souls,
And of vampires like he
I stared in disbelief but in my heart his truth was all I could see
“You see, my love, I am a creature of the night and for you I have been waiting centuries”
“My search is now complete, my dearest, spend the rest of your eternity with me”
Gently he kissed me then; the pressure of his mouth on my neck softly miraculous
And when he gave me that deadly drink of red passion and his heart beat raced from his vein into mine
I was free
“My dearest love…you are perfect…You are the Queen of Darkness”