Why do you do this to me?
Tempt me with your scent
You want to be like me;
The thought makes me wince.
I love you too much
To damn you like I am
True, parts of me wants to
But my ancient heard says no, I am sorry, my lamb
You won't take no
You really want to do this;
To not have children of your own?
To end your human life with just one kiss?
To stop the red in your cheeks?
To stop the blood that drives me wild?
To never feel warmth again?
Or feel the warmth of your child?
Aren't you worried about your family?
Aren't you worried our love will fade?
Like the sun, stars, and the clouds:
That fade with each passing day?
I will do this on one condition
On, only one, you will have to agree
I will only turn you when you answer this:
Please, please, will you marry me?
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