Title: Dancing Under the Moon

The bringer of darkness

He lurks

Never revealing

Always concealing

Who he is.

The carrier of light

Bright and joyful

Yet pained with death

She will never live her life.

He brings pain,

                    blood,

                       suffering.

Longing

And hunger

He is dead

A paradox.

She knows nothing

She knows everything

She hates the world

Yet she is the savior

Once in a while

Their paths meet

He is the dark

She is the light

They dance under the moon

They sing to the sky

They live.

*This is my first attempt at Buffy poetry, so it's an experiment of sorts.  If you like it, please review and I will continue to compose more. XD*