Edge of Forever
Standing on the edge of forever
Jasmine knew her life would never be the same
It wasn't actually life
she was hoping for though
It was death, immortal life
If she took Meridian's hand death would follow
if she didn't Jasmine would grow old without her
Eternal life? Or life without love?
Was there any real choice?
She placed her shaky hand
in Meridian's deathly cold one
and took her last fleeting breath
as Meridian's fangs pierced the
tender pulse that would never beat again
~vrj
2009
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