I curse the love you share with her, it shall never be the same,
She will live many lives and not recall your name.
While darkness is your realm, she'll crave the sun upon her skin,
She'll need the light of day, where everything begins.
Your love for her will last forever, until you're turned to dust,
There will never be another, no one else will stir your lust.
The bond you share will grow stronger, each time her soul renews,
You'll be compelled to find her, have no choice but to pursue.
You will feel what she feels, all her joy and pain,
You'll be conscious of her energy, your auras will be ingrained.
From afar her heart will beat, pounding in her head,
The blood you crave will beckon you, while on this earth she treads.
Nowhere in the world, will shield you from her call,
Her soul will be a beacon, one you can't forestall.
Give to her forever, or suffer when she dies,
Bring her to the dark side or lament her demise.
To give to her eternity, won't be a simple task,
You can't steal her from the living, she must be the one to ask.
Time will be of essence, the flow of sand temporal,
The Harvest Moon will make the day, she dies or lives eternal.
Should you ever warn her, she'll meet her final death,
And you will fall to madness, wishing she'd draw another breath.

~Eternal Curse