Title: To Lose Thee, Were To Lose Myself
Author: Robyn the Snowshoe Hare
E-mail: snowshoe16@hotmail.com
Part: 1/1
Disclaimer: Joss owns it all, and I own nada. So lawyers, you really don't want to sue me, because all you'll get is a large bag of redeemable Sprite cans.

This is not my fault! I blame this poem completely on the fact that if you re-watch Innocence, drink one Sprite too many, and then listen to the soundtrack to the new 'Romeo and Juliet', you will be driven to write poetry. It is a scientific fact.

This poem is set somewhere between 'Innocence' and 'Passion'.


One body, to lose thee were to lose myself


Night falls.
Darkness covers the land.
The first stars come out.
The sun retreats.

And he is out there.

When the night falls,
he wakes,
and I can feel it.

When Darkness covers the land,
he walks,
and I can feel it.

When the first stars come out,
he feeds,
and I can feel it.

And when the sun retreats,
he is free,
and I can feel it.

A demon, where there once was a soul.
Darkness, where once there was light.
Hate, where once there was love.

And I can feel it all.
Through a gypsy curse that warped and twisted.

And I can feel it all.
By my Slayer gifts, that cry out to destroy him.

And I can feel it all.
By the love that I still hold for him.

And he knows.

He knows that no matter how I try, my heart refuses to let go.

He knows that it hurts like a knife.

And he enjoys it.

And I know, I shouldn't listen to my heart.

And I know, I should destroy him, who I once loved.

But even though he is no longer who he was,

If I lost him, I would lose myself.

And he knows.

And he enjoys it.