LIFEMATE CALL

A poem based on the author–Christine Feehan’s Dark series.

My life mate calls.
He nears the end.
He sees the red.
His life will rend.

He takes my hand.
He steals my heart.
My blood I give.
Of this, I part.

This man he needs.
His life, I fill.
My heart I give.
To keep his will.

I heed his touch.
He answers me.
I feel his strength.
He knows he’s free.

My blood I give.
To keep his soul,
He claims my life.
This is my role.

My life mate calls.
To him, I go.
For love of life,
His heart is whole.

So near the end.
He answers me.
I take his hand.
I set him free.

This man he loves,
His life, his mate,
I know not how,
His love , I rate.

He waits my call.
He answers me.
I love this man.
I’ve set him free.

Sandy