As It Was Meant To Be...
With one touch you cursed me,
Enslaved my soul, wrapped
My future 'round your whim
In your arms I found
My safest haven,
In your eyes, my truest mirror
My love for you
Is a darker fire
Reducing all else to ash.
Only you can make me whole
And I will not let you
Let me go.
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© 11/23/01 Lucidscreamer
Poet's Note: This is Angelique contemplating her relationship with Barnabas. The title was inspired by a line of dialogue from the '91 revival series (though it was actually Barnabas referring to his relationship with Josette -- the irony of that kind of appealed to me).
Disclaimer: Dark Shadows is the creation of Dan Curtis. This poem is copyright by the author and may not be reproduced without permission.
