The scent of her is like smelling a rose for the very first time ....
Her chocolate brown locks are like strands of silk running through my fingers..
Her soft velvet lips are like the tip of a feather brushing across mine
She longs to be a monster like me but... To take away her soul is something that I cannot foresee..
She is the reason for my existence ,the heart in me that I no longer own..
Without her I am nothing..Just a mere being lost in a world of chaos and misguided violence.
When she is near there is nothing I fear..My whole world could cease to exist and I would not have a care...
Why? You ask... Because she is mine and I am hers
And My Bella she will always be...

Kilgore 2010