Every Summer
Disclaimer: I don't own Blood+.
A/N: Well, this is my first AmshelXDiva. I think I like this pairing, what with his undying devotion (unlike Solomon and Karl) to her, I think it makes a very pretty pairing. And you have to admit, they do look good together, in a strange sort of way...
And, yes, I know it's a poem that doesn't rhyme. But I still think its sweet. I mean, Amshel is an aristocratic guy with nothing better to do, so why not write his obsession something she'll probably never see? I don't think anyone can really say its OOC, because we don't really see a lot of Amshel in the series, let alone what he does in his down time...
Warning: Very, very cheesy.
~Dearest Diva,
I think of you every summer.
When the birds begin to sing,
they remind me of your beautiful voice,
calling out to me.
The sky doesn't seem quite as blue
when I think of you dancing
in your sapphire gown.
The sun doesn't shine as brightly
in comparison to your smile.
The flowers don't smell as sweet
compared to your perfume.
The birds, their song,
it doesn't come close
to hearing your laugh;
clear as crystal,
tinkling like a bell.
I think you you every summer.
Comparing you to every thing.
Every summer I can't help but think...
nature can't compare.
The wind, the water, the earth, the air...
nothing nature creates even comes close as a hair.
There is nothing you can do.
You are as perfect as can be.
Heaven will shine gently on you,
just wait and see.
My jewel, my girl, you are my world.
One day I'll free you,
then you'll see
that when I tell you
you are impeccable,
you will believe me.
I think you you every summer,
when the birds begin to sing.
Every summer I can't help but think...
Even nature can't compare.
~Amshel