Love of a Mourning Star


In our serenity of rubies,
the drink of life.
Our divinity in onyx,
the waltz of the damned.
Through the emerald mist,
our love ascends.
Oceans in an hourglass couldn't keep me from you.
In a place not meant for sleep,
we'll hear the children of the night sing.
Amongst the dead, you shall never be alone.
Beating heart waiting,
I'll shower you in my stardust forever,
my scars your's to keep.

For Mina and Dracula

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