"If I had but an hour of love,

If that be all it's given me.

An hour of love; upon this earth,

I would give my love to thee."


But do thy worst to steal thyself away,
For term of life thou art assured mine,
And life no longer than thy love will stay,
For it depends upon that love of thine.
Then need I not to fear the worst of wrongs,
When in the least of them my life hath end.
I see a better state to me belongs
Than that which on thy humour doth depend;
Thou canst not vex me with inconstant mind,
Since that my life on thy revolt doth lie.
O, what a happy title do I find,
Happy to have thy love, happy to die!
But what's so blessed-fair that fears no blot?
Thou mayst be false, and yet I know it not.

-SHAKESPEARE-SONNET XCII-

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Birthday Comments

~Smile~

Your gaze into nothing has revealed in you much.
A woman who in her dreams wishes to be touched.

Quite a fascinating creature you must be...
so plainly evident for the world to see.

You seem perplexed, in such deep thought,
I wonder from what event such an expression is wrought.

Most of us do not pay to such much heed,
but my sweet friend, in you i see a damsel in dire need.

Do you smile, even on the sunniest of days,
When a puppy barks, or a child plays?

To see your lips curled upward would give me relief,
if only such a gift to you, I could bequeath.

To bring a smile, a light to your face,
To feel your warmth, your tight embrace.

To give that simple gift, any demon i would face.

~Billy

~Taken~

It was in a waking moment that i first saw her, my vampress queen.
She dwells not with the living nor the dead, but somewhere in between.

She comes to me slowly, like a shadow through the night.
She tells me that i belong to her, she commands me not to fight.

My knees feel weak as she moves soundlessly to my side,
The lustful desire i hold for her, impossible to hide.

I almost faint as she takes my hand,
She promises to make me hers forever,
To take me to her far away land.

The seductress welcomes me into her arms,
Sinks her fangs into my neck.

So it is that I fall away into darkness,
Leaving no time to reflect...

Giving myself to my queen shall my mortal death beget.
I go to my grave wihout a single regret.

~Billy

~Yearning~

What is it about my touch that makes you yearn for it?
In the night, alone, dream of it?

What would you give to be with me?
For me to at last answer your soundless plea?

Can you feel my breath, warm on your neck?
On cold mornings after waking do you reflect?

Of unbridled passion together, you and I.
Of promises to be forever mine, even once you die.

Fantasies of my arms slowly wrapping around your waist.
Hungering to at last feel your dark prince's pearly embrace.

Dreams can only bring you but so close.
To a white stallion and a prince with a long stemmed rose.

Close your eyes, i may yet come tonight.
Hand outreached, beckoning from the night.

Look into my eyes, do not fight.
For your entire life, you have dreamed of my bite.

~Billy

Thinking of you...