*****

Rich red blood,
Dripping from stubborn skin,
Deep etches in their cheeks,
I know true beauty.

I owe it all to Angelus,
For what he gave to me,
What he showed me,
I could never repay him.

No more confusion, no more guilt,
No morals or restrictions,
No father to disapprove,
Or God to judge me.

No love for the Lord,
Love only for him,
Immortal Love...
As only a child of Eternity can know.

But.
This isn't just simple gratitude,
He is, beyond this,
He is... Lover, Companion, Father.

Father.
True enough.
He brought me into this new life,
Taught me all he knew.

"Family blood is always the sweetest",
He once told me.
So wise.
Such instinct for torment and pain.

Lonely nights without him,
Nights of gnawing desire,
Unwelcomed passion,
Painful denial of my urges.

Urges to be with him,
To share his bed, and body,
Instead of the darkness
I have come to recognise.

And in the darkness,
I know.
I am... Incomplete.
I need him.

~fin~