Eve and Roarke
Her past is dark, shadowed, unclear,
Fights for the dead, their pain is near.
Nightmares torture her frustrated sleep,
Tormented soul, sadness so deep.

She meets him one day, in a fight for the just,
His history, treacherous, can in him she trust?
He comes to her life, makes her his own,
She need no longer fear, no longer alone.

Their lives entwine around that which is right,
Bringing each other that calm, white light.
In sexual ecstasy, connection they’ve found,
Pain seeps like read blood, into the ground.

Forever together, the stings of love draw tight,
Her love and her trust, for them he does fight.
Stability and tenderness from him she does take,
Two become one, the future they make.
By: Kit Kat