Bello

Pale skin shinning in the darkness,

Beautiful hazel eyes looking down upon me,

His soft breathe on my neck,

His embrace, warm.

Yet his anger is strong,

With no boundaries,

His wrath,

Uncanny, for such a lithe man.

His soft voice,

Speaking to me,

Like an angels,

So sweet, I'll never leave him.

The cuts,

The bruises,

The pain,

This red liquid, like fire leaping away.

He smiles,

He jokes,

He's innocent of no crime,

I love him, end of story.