Damon's p.o.v
A grim reminder,
backwards forward motion,
your impending fate.
Whatever you do,
please don't walk
through that white
pearly gate. As sweet
as chocolate, you are my
funny blue valentine.
For as long as the sun
never sleeps, you will
be mine to hold and cherish.
The butterfly within you stirs
and reawakens at the end of nine months.
