His Smile
To see his smile
To see his smile, I would have walked a thousand miles
To see his smile I would do almost anything
My sweet, Zevran.
But I wasn't going to see his smile anymore. It had taken me so long to break though his mask. Even after we became lovers, I never saw his true smile. I worked so hard to finally break through. To see the tenderness in his eyes…. And his smile. None of that mattered, not after what I had done.
I did not take the deal. I was a mage, raised in the Circle- how could I? Didn't he know that? Maybe I should have listened to Wynne and broke it off. No, I could not have, it just was not possible. Anything for his smile. Even my country?
He was angry, he wouldn't speak to me. Perhaps it would have been better if I had not spoken. He knew I could not take the deal. And he also knew it would cost me my life. One sacrificed for the good of many. My death meant others would live. It had to be me; he knew I wouldn't let the new king kill himself.
I loved Zevran. Everything about him. Especially his smile. Now I wouldn't get to see it again before my death.
A/N: I'm not sure I really like this one... I don't normally write love poetry but I thought I'd give it a shot. =)
Let me know what you think.