His skin is as sand
And his mind is a ocean the winds of life comes and he’s over flowing with laughter his smile is the only thing that keeps me believing.
But I... am a man with blood on my hands a handsome vampire that waits in the moon light with those light brown eyes gleaming and piercing threw anything that moves what a beautiful sight he is and what a fearful moment to be in the presence of me how does it feel to feel when you can’t even see your self in a mirror..