A Love Not Yet Told

A poem by a friend at my request. I don't own RF4.

To Doug:

You remember that day,

You asked me to stay,

And help you with some chore?

But I left and called you a bore.

You once gave me a carrot, do you recall?

I was repulsed by it all.

So when you gave my gift to him,

I wanted to tear you limb from limb.

I remember it feeling right,

As though I was now in the light.

I thought of her when I saw you,

A woman you are related to.

She was my love, my first and only,

Without whom I was lonely,

For she was my beautiful Lenore,

Your ancestor of forgotten lore.

I argued with her just like you,

As we shared a love just as true.

But she would never feel it,

As I would let someone steal it.

The way I act is just a show,

I hide your gifts so you don't know.

For you are like your ancestor of old,

And we share a love not yet told.

Ah, so, Lenore? I have this headcanon about Dylas's life before being a Guardian...

Yeah, but you'll have to ask. I don't want a troll to read and steal my idea, and turn it into something ugly.

Anyway! Thanks Victoria for writing this! *hugs*