The Violinist

In the streets of Paris under the beautiful lunar sun,I was walking in the streets alone,feeling the misery in my heart.Until I heard something beautifully played.I followed the sound,finding out where it was coming from.I got closer to it until I found a flat.It was coming from someone's flat with the windows opened.So,I climbed up the walls with the vines as Romeo went to find his Juliet.I reached to the window and I saw a violinist, playing alone.His long,black hair was tied back with a soft,red ribbon.I fell in love with his violin....and him.He turned around and saw me outside his window"Do not be afraid of me.I am not going to hurt you Monsieur",I told him.He was not scared;he came closer to me as if he wanted to touch my face.Then I entered into his flat,through his window."Who are you?"he began to ask.I responded to his question"I am sorry.I heard your violin far from the streets and I followed its melodic tones to this window.It is the most
beautiful piece I have ever...heard!I'm Nicholas de Louvois."I explained to him of how I was outside his window."Alexander Rose.I'm from London.Please sit."He told me in French,of course.I could smell the blood from him.I tried to resist it but I felt the hunger in me,so I moved away.I sat down with him,next to the fireplace,enjoying.He told me of maestro Mozart and how he ran away from his family in London.I fell in love with his beauty and his shyness;I lifted my hand up,wanting to touch his soft,pale face and gave him a kiss he would never forget.I stood up and told him I had to go before the sun comes up."Will you come back tomorrow night ?"he asked excitedly."Do not worry, my love.For I will seek for your light, under the lunar sun of Paris and give you a kiss in Midnights Tent,above the stars.With rain involved."I kissed him again.Then I exited by the way of the window I'd entered through. That is how I met him.