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.