Dark Flower Of Love
A bit of a poem I thought up after Wrecked. It's about Spike's relationship with Buffy. It starts after Crush and refers to the Eps. after Crush, Ep. 1&2 S.6, Smashed, and Wrecked. Crap summary but anyway...
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy, Spike, or their relationship or lack there of. All belongs to Joss and his twisted, genius brain.
A dark flower of love, carefully tended.
He gave to her freely but was never accepted.
She was the one who could lift up his life
Out of the darkness and into the light.
But now she has fallen to darkness as well.
She no longer sits on that high pedestal.
Begging and screaming to be let inside,
He has smashed down the barriers between them.
Part of the darkness, part of the light.
Living in shadows, she isn't quite right.
He is the one who makes her feel alive.
Why should it matter he long ago died?
A bit of a poem I thought up after Wrecked. It's about Spike's relationship with Buffy. It starts after Crush and refers to the Eps. after Crush, Ep. 1&2 S.6, Smashed, and Wrecked. Crap summary but anyway...
Disclaimer: I don't own Buffy, Spike, or their relationship or lack there of. All belongs to Joss and his twisted, genius brain.
A dark flower of love, carefully tended.
He gave to her freely but was never accepted.
She was the one who could lift up his life
Out of the darkness and into the light.
But now she has fallen to darkness as well.
She no longer sits on that high pedestal.
Begging and screaming to be let inside,
He has smashed down the barriers between them.
Part of the darkness, part of the light.
Living in shadows, she isn't quite right.
He is the one who makes her feel alive.
Why should it matter he long ago died?