Episode 144 – Chosen

Her lover 
past
opened her heart,
but also broke it.
They can’t be together 
and, for the first time since,
she feels for another.
Maybe not the same,
but worth exploring.

Her lover
past
is not pleased 
to hear of
or to scent
the other
in her heart,

but he acquiesces.

Her lover
present
has the sparkle,
the power in his soul
to save the world, as she 
places the amulet in his hand.

Her turn to restore his strength.

They lay together in the stillness,
his body warm against hers.
Slumber comes, but not for her.

One lover, or two, 
she’s always alone.
The chosen one, 
ready to sacrifice her life 
for the world.  

But what if her power 
could be shared with all women?
Join blood and hearts
to change destiny?

His shiny new soul aches,
the amulet alive against it.
The world is not ready for her sacrifice, 
but is willing to accept his.

Their fingers entwine
and flames flare up between them.
They’ve always burned hot,
but never hotter than this.

She tells him she loves him,
but he knows it’s not true.
For once it doesn’t matter.
He’d die any day for her.
At the end, he’s joyful,
head back laughing, face to sky,
as his body disintegrates.

He lost her once to death
and it changed him,
but when she came back,
it was she who had changed
and he the only one
who could comfort her.

She refuses to feel only sadness
for it was truly his finest hour,
his soul stretching up to the sun,
his last act selfless.

She finds him now in her heart
and remembers how they began 
as enemies, found their way 
through passion, to friendship, 
and a damn goodly way towards love.

And as she remembers, 
women rise up around the world.
Protectors, nurturers, warriors.
Each chosen and ready for battle.

She smiles.

Episode 143 – End of Days

Just holding her,
watching her sleep,
a century of sorrow left him.

Love for her, 
which he had spewed
loud and obnoxious for years,
now lived small
and quiet in his heart,
making him shiver.
Longing to rest 
in its arms,
but terrified to do so.

No need to be terrified,
she reassured him,
I was with you. Right there,
tender and safe in your arms.
Brought back from the brink
by your words,
by your belief in me.
Alive again,
my heart full.

No time to define
these feelings.
Only time for heroes.
They know well heroes.
Love, they know less.

Episode 139 – Lies My Parents Told Me

They say creatures
without souls
can’t love, but we do.
Our love can be shallow 
and fickle,
but may span 
many lifetimes.

Having loved
with soul,
without soul,
then with soul again,
I find a keenness 
to the love 
a soul allows, 
expansive and inclusive of realms
outside the object of affection.

Love that ignites an unrest 
not easily quelled.
Love that erupts in a fiery flow
burning everything in its wake.

Perhaps my soul is for more than love now,
reaching out for life on its own.
Leaving haunted memories behind.

Episode 138 – Storyteller

Does he still love her?
It’s the question 
all the kids
want to know.
She just wants to know
if her heart is safe.

It’s a love story,
a pain story.
Demon.
Boy.
No longer demon.
Love.
Almost marriage,
but not quite.
Pain.
Pain.
Demon again.
Dead.
Not dead.
Friends maybe.

One more time
with the pleasure.
We always knew 
they’d end up here,
back at the spark.

Feels nice.
Feels over.
Over is okay.

They weren’t 
just a story.
Demon.
Boy.
No longer demon.
Love.
Almost marriage,
but not quite.
Pain.
Pain.
Demon again.
Dead. Not dead.
Friends 
maybe.

Does he still love her?
It’s the question 
all the kids
want to know.
She just wants to know
if her heart is safe.

Episode 137 – Get it Done

Waiting 
in the desert.
Waiting
for the girl.
Waiting.

Chains 
on her wrist.

Men speak,
not in her language,
but she understands.
Shadows cast,
they offer power.
Try to force it upon her.

But she wields
her own power.
Humanity is what 
makes her strong.

* * *

He struggles,
souled now,
more human 
than in a century.
The kill doesn’t thrill
like it used to.

What’s a vampire to do?

Back to basics.
Strength and attitude.
Black leather coat
billowing behind.
Its original owner
just a girl.
Waiting 
for a vampire.
Chosen
to die at his hand.

He’s not sorry
for her death.

Their strengths 
were equal.
Their fight, destiny.

But he does feel sorrow
for other things.
Many other things.

 * * *

Waiting in the desert
amid screams 
and shadows.

The girl,
violated before,
is done waiting.

Episode 136 – First Date

he’s a cookie with no chips
and quite yummy
i must say

* * *

He can be a good man.
He’s still a torn man.
Not between good and evil,
but between love
and getting over her
when she’s right there
in front of him
in lace and bare skin
and asking him to stay.

He sits with her on the couch,
with the scar on his brow.
And she needs him.
She may even love him.
So he’ll stay.
He’ll always stay for her.