Syaoran

by Sumiko Kenchi Haimoto

The title is self-explanatory, it's short and sweet and to-the-point

Syaoran

She is the blossom,

The angel.

Her heart is pure

Like the wings of the dove.

Her's is the power

Of innocence and love.

I am the lone wolf,

The dark lord.

My heart is dark

Like the raven's eye.

Mine is the power

Of wisdom and pain.

Her brightness tried to fill me,

To save me,

But I cannot let her try,

For a powerful fear engulfs me:

What if darkness

Drowns her instead?