The Werewolf's Love For A Vampire Poem by sarah bishop

He grabs me and he jumps off a cliff into mid-air,
over the highest height that I have ever been,
over icy cold water and over rocks,
we start falling, and falling, and falling,
until we hit the icy waters that was down below us,
us two now in it's grip of pain,
he said he was just trying to have fun,
but tries to end our lives,
many do not say that is fun,
but as for him it felt like heaven when he was falling,
he said werewolves enjoyed falling off of the highest of cliffs,
but as for vampires, they did not enjoy fun that much,
when we finally swam through the icy waters,
he grabs my hips and pulls me close and presses his lips to mine,
he tells me he loves me as he turns away,
then I grab him and pull him in and kiss him so gently,
and I whisper in his ear, 'I love you too'.