"My life is in your hands," I said as we flew through the sky.
I had waited for this moment since I frist layed eyes on Leo. That day was about about two years ago, in the school lobby. He was wearing a completely black outfit with the darkest sunglasses I had ever seen. He was so pale he looked dead. When he lowered his glasses we made eye-contact, I fell in love.
I was still in love,"In that case you need to climb on my back, I'll lower you."
I did what I was told. He lowered me to the ground. I fell to the Earth. I didn't want to leave his side, but I had to. He was in danger, and me with him would make this even worse. I looked up at the sky, he had dissapeared. I didn't care that he was a dragon, he still was my lover.
 PoetNo93 · Sun Nov 26, 2006 @ 11:25pm · 0 Comments |
