A/N: my final post of the three poems, reviews are returned if you review me -wink wink-
The cellos play a dark mystical melody,
You sit there on your throne
Waiting for me to enter with my sword at hand.
I bust through your door and walk inside
With hate in my eyes.
You form a smirk on your face towards me,
I hissed and glared.
The cellos continued to play as you
Placed your wine on the armrest
Of your throne.
You walked down towards me
As I stood ready to attack you.
Your hand quickly grabbed my sword
And threw it to the other side.
I walked back as you grabbed my left arm
You started to dance with me in your arms, I
Looked at you again and noticed
A different expression on your face.
One with admiration and carefulness
My heart started to flip
I watched you as you lead me
Into your dance, my ears
Focused on the cellos and music
From the background.
We exchanged looks, you smiled
My eyes widen and I felt my cheeks
Start to blush the deep red color
I deeply hated.
You bended your head down
To my right ear
Whispering your most inner thoughts
I whispered back softly and smiled softly
Without realizing it.
You spread your ink black angel wings,
They glowed brighter compare to the other times.
You picked me up, cradling me in your strong arms.
Your wings started to flap, our bodies above the ground,
Our eyes never left each other; you nuzzled your cheek
Into my, I nuzzled back.
Your lips touched mine softly, I blushed again.
My heart pounded greatly, this time it wasn't
Of hate, it was love.
My thoughts then clicked, you are not my
My angel of hell.