She has such a kind soul, almost too kind for this dark black world. She is like a white bunny rabbit running through a dark twisted forest. I am the wolf. I try to devour her. I did devour her. Chomping at her soul bit by bit. She is not helpless but she sacrifices herself to me. This is why she is so amazing. Taking in my pain little by little, as i bite into her soul. Why would someone do this for me. Why do i need to bite into someone soul just to feel loved.

I trust her with my life, trust i did not give to her very easily. Trust I do not give away very often. But she earned my trust with her tears. She paid for my trust with everything she could give. I earned nothing. I just took. I never can trust anyone most of the time. But I trust her completely. She has never let me down even though she had ever right to do so. I tested her oh so many times, expecting her to fail and show me a reason to run. She now has my loyalty for life.

A tear rolls down my wolf of a face. Wanting to hold onto her as long as I can, holding her so tight, knowing she is slipping out of my hands. I know what the true reality is, but she does not. She ignores it for a better world. But maybe her world is better., maybe it is real.

I grab her body again, wrapping it around mine. I caress her body and kiss her so gently on her belly. She sweats all over me and i sweat on her. Two bodies moving in the dark, she mones for me, she grabs my body sinking her fingernails into me, into my soul. I do not want this to end but I see it ending. Not of my doing but of my making. I caused this pain in her and in myself. 

But she still loves me and treats me as a friend. I do not deserve her and not in the sappy romantic movie sense of the phrase. i really do not deserve her. I grab onto her one more time as she gives in to me and takes my anger, push by push, deeper and deeper into her. She yells and gasps. I feel her love in my sex like a shock of lighting frying my heart in a frying pan.

She says I only lust, that I only want to eat her body and to destroy her. This can not be true, for if it is, then I am surly dammed and a lost soul never to be found.I plead for her to find me. But how can she. I can not even find my self.

Tecumseh Poem from Act of Valor Movie

Poem By Tecumseh

So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion;respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.

Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none.

When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.

When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.