Whispers in Twilight: The Bodyguard's Duty of Love
There is an allure to the unfathomable depths of dark romance, where love intertwines with duty in the shadow of danger. The bodyguard, a sentinel at the edge of passion, treads the fine line between devotion and discretion. Embark on a poetic journey where whispered promises and the silent oath of protection collide in an enigmatic ballet of hearts shielded and revealed.
When twilight dyes the sky a dusky hue,
And stars like watchful eyes begin to peer,
There stands a guard whose heart beats strong and true,
Embracing danger with no hint of fear.
His charge, a silhouette against night's shroud,
Enigmatic whispers trailing in her wake,
She moves with grace, her head to sorrow bowed,
It's in her safety all his vows partake.
The silent sentry with a steady gaze,
A fierce protector from the shadows cast,
Within his soul, a hidden fire ablaze,
For love that's kindled, though it mustn't last.
Forbidden fruit that dangles, ripe and sweet,
Yielding secrets that only silence keeps,
The bodyguard's temptation to defeat,
As passion's current 'neath his calmness seeps.
In hushed allure, the lines of duty blur,
Protect and serve, but long to hold her close,
Their fates entwined; what might have been, were,
The bodyguard must shield what he loves most.
He's the bane of death, her personal knight,
With iron will to vanquish all her fears,
To every threat, he stands, an imposing sight,
Yet for her smile, he fights back hidden tears.
Through veils of danger and whispered oaths of old,
The bodyguard's duty, a tale unsung,
In each quiet moment, their story's told,
With every heartbeat, their love is hung.
So let the poem of their hidden flame
Speak of the essence where dark loves name
Is etched in destinies no one can tame,
Where bodyguard's duty and passion claim
A dance of shadows none can defame.
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