Disclaimer: I do not own Van Helsing, just a character from a story. I hope you like my poem. I'll leave the figuring out what it's about up to you fiction readers. Well, bye.
Walking On Your Grave
Her hearts sole desire
Of wandering in my willow tree
Where we once met in retrospect
My love, where art thee?
Where is thy bosom I wish to embrace?
Where are the spots and speckles?
Upon thy holy face?
Is it, this day, I must face
Is this day like all others?
That day when we were proclaimed
Is it as it once was?
Or is it like those days we long
Lived in purgatory?
My lively spirit, feel free to resolve
Your condolences now,
But as thy deathbed slowly
Rots underneath my feet,
Remember, as your memories
Descend, my life will too begin
Well, that's it! Love you bunches...oh, and please do review!