The moon shines through the window and the night breeze blows across the courtains. You look like an sleep angel but I know how much you can be dangerous when it's necessary.

I´m near your bed and stay watching your sweet face, my body trembling with the desire to touch your silk skin. But if I touch you, you'll wake and you'll send me away. And I'll go if you ask me, lost in despair, eager for your touch and I'll go across the night, wishing to be at your side. The frustation becoming angst, sadness, pain.

If I can't touch you I can, at least, stay here, in your sanctuary, watching you, smelling your perfume, felling your breath, hearing your heart pulsing, imagining what's in your dreams at this moment.

But the urge to touch you is hard to bear. I could do it and you'd never knew but it'd be not right with you. Since my soul was restored, I never tried to subdue people minds again but I know that you, although all you streng, is as vulnerable as anyone to this power.

When I finally manage to control this insane desire e just turn to leave your room, I notice you move in your sleep, the soft sheets fall and made me see your body.

I can't resist anymore. The soft mattress sink with my weight. Your eyes open, suddenly scared but, less than a second, their bright is over e your gaze becomes sweet, obedient.

I take you in my arms and our mouths meet in a passionate kiss. Your body respond with passion at my body's closeness. Without your logic and rationality, you become a passionate woman, eager, with no limits.

I like that, this amazing sensation, to be doing something forbiden, crazy, whitout thinking. Your delicate hands explore my body while mine runs across your soft skin above the fabric that hide your perfect body from my eyes.

We both want more, need more but I know that's impossible. I can't take you completely, if I dare, I'll become again that awful and vicious creature that you confronted before.

Oh God, how I'd whish that you never had seen the atrocities that Angelus was capable to do. But it happened and now we are here, both of us eager from desire and knowing that this can not happen again .

You don't deserve to live like this. The weight to be a Slayer, never lives a normal life like any girl in your age is too serious. You deserve someone that gave you everything I can't: a normal life.

I start move but you grasp my shoulders like a shipwreck drowning. One more kiss...two more e again we are lost in an universe were the senses are our masters.

The night breeze blows stronger and a sudden noise from the window startles me up from the abandon of the senses and brings me back to the hard reality, to my miserable being.

What I'm doing? Using you whitout your consent, taking advantage of your weakness moment. I look deep in your eyes e found them dark from desire, your lips mutter my name and your breath blows like a caress in my face.

I can't hold this anymore. One last kiss and you are wake, disoriented and sleepy while I, protected by the darkness, watch your fingers touch your lips and your eyes look at the night darkness beyond your window.

What are you thinking? That was just a dream? Yes my love, was just a dream, a crazy dream create by me and I'll never dare to teel you what happened tonight.

Your hands run slowly your body, make the same path that mine did, just minutes ago. You smile and sink again in the softness of the sheets. Soon you are sleeping again with a sweet smile in our lips.

Slowly I go out from my hiding in the shadows but this time I won't dare come near your again. My eyes run across your body one last time and, one second later, I'm walking in the the desert streets of the city. Alone.