Literature
Love Lost and Found Again
Your eyes twinkle in the moonlight
Like a small child's do when facing a tall building for the first time
Yet your twinkle is not innocent.
To a normal man, you seem only human
But I see the monster which lurks inside you
Or should I say monsters?
For the demons that possess you aren't merely one
They are a hive, writhing and twisting within
Rage, malice, envy, even vanity
But, there is another element in that hive of demons
One which was at one time pure, but is now corrupted
True love
You find his door, as you had many times before
You grasp the cold handle and as you turn it, you feel a turning inside of you
You open the door