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*
