Love of a Hero

Lying in night's velvet cape,
Body entwined in black silken sheets;
Face of an angel, forgotten, fallen here
Idle perfection, he watches her.
Gently takes perfection's hand,
Covers each finger with butterfly kisses
Wishes to feel her lips, her heartbeat
Wants to see the stars in her eyes
Although he knows now they must fall.

~There are no words left, love
No words left, only love.~

Slips into the pouring rain
Ghosts in his eyes, past blood staining his hands.
He is fire in the night.
A flame burning brightly, briefly,
Drenched, frozen this night
But scorched inside by the light.
Sins, poison, bringer of death
A phoenix born from the ashes of others
Destined to burn tonight.

~Crimson spilt in the night,
Red roses for my grave
Shoulders shaking, tears spilling,
Wish I could be there for you love.~

Nothing left inside, broken
Perfection had found him, solace given;
Forgiveness would be sought now.
Darkness must be banished,
And he the torchbearer
Must break the shadows though nothing be left behind.
Always found himself wanting,
Not deserving of perfection's taste, touch.
Tonight he fought for her, to be worth her starry eyes.

~There are no words left, love
No words left, only love.~

And love, though I not return with the morning
And as first light finds new stars
I am there holding you when you turn to find the bed empty.
Where once there was nothing
You brought light, you brought life.
Everything I am you gave me,
And though I not return in the morning
I go to fight the darkness, to die,
Because you gave me a life worth living.
For you, love.

~* Author's Note: Well, it's open to interpretation. I originally wrote it
with Reno and Yuffie in mind, but hey, it could be anyone. The Nameless
evil is abroad and someone has to play the hero, no matter what the cost.*~