"Three of hearts," the demon says. He's lounging on Joseph's bed, deck of cards in his hands and shirt riding up over his stomach. He glances up, fangs flashing in a bright grin as if he can feel ... [+]
She drinks her coffee and imprints the cup
His hands reach out, slowly and grabs her hips
His green, blue eyes looking at her, closeup
Setting the coffee cup down, so gentle
She threads her hands through his arms, feels like home
For a moment they stay, transcendental
Swaying, dancing under the sun, they roam
He pulls back slightly, holding her left hand
Spins her around, her ring catching the light
As he pulls her back, she stares at his band
Reminiscing their joyful wedding night
She holds his left hand, smiling absently
After all these years, now a family.