His eyes reminded me of Iceland, an ice blue like the sky touching the white mountain tops. This cold new morning was so different from what I was used to. Meeting him was like my first trip over seas into a new land where nothing looked the same and nothing was. We came into touch the moment it was made for me to take a leap of faith. As if it was planned. As if everything was lining up perfectly. As my poetry grew and night was ending, all the dark things from all the vampires of my past came into view. Painful to look at first, but slowly the pieces fit together and as I turned my cheek the other way, to see what this new land had to show, my hair strung across my face in the wind but I could see perfectly clear a new way ahead of me.