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Color adorns her pale skin
A dusty rose tint upon her face
As she tosses and turns, ever restless
Yet not a lock of hair falls out of place
Gradually her movements are ceasing
As she finally settles in
Her face and body are relaxing
And that’s when his battle begins
He watches as her breathing deepens
While he debates between wrong and right
The decision tears at him on the inside
Wearing away like a butterfly of night
She seems so serene, so peaceful
As she’s ferried away to her dreams
A world that’s not cruel or painful
Where there are no crimson blood pools or streams
Can he really take that away?
Why is it so difficult a fight?
She’s fragile yet so very tempting
An alluring butterfly of night
He knows what choice he should make
But he’s not ready to be the good guy
A selfish creature by nature
Can he leave her even if he does try?
Alas, time’s running out now
For he must depart at first light
But he stays, despite the danger
A foolish butterfly of night
While he’s there, he realizes one thing
He can deny his love for her no longer
A fact that is certainly most troubling
He always thought he was stronger
He wants her more than anything
But wishes not to drag her into his twilight
A mere human, her death is inevitable
A fleeting butterfly of night
A single word falls from her lips
And with that single word, his will shatters
His name whispered through the cloak of darkness
Leaving it torn up and in tatters
At first he thought she awakened
His presence would be an ill-received sight
His relief that he’s wrong is unwarranted
What has he to fear from a fragile butterfly of night?
Now his choice has been made for him
Thought it will bring all kinds of pain
But he knows if he tries to leave her
His will would still wax and wane
His path will not change nor waver
It’s wrong; of this he is sure
But he stands firm and resolute
To protect and love that which is pure
He’ll stay by her side as long as she wants him
Though he’s crossed the fine line between black and white
He’ll be with her, for eternity and forever
His Bella, his butterfly of night
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