♧♢Short Stories and Poems [A Collection]♡♤

Sonnet 2 (Poem)

I still remember your strange eyes,

Blue as hellfire, green as Hades's pool.

The two colors were different, yet harmonized,

Swirling and spinning like yarn on a spool.

Your hair was as black as the night sky of hell,

Black fire, pitch dark as the shadows of man;

A man stuck like a broken carousel,

Spinning until the end of their lifespan.

I remember your skin, white as a saint.

I ran my hands over that same pale skin,

Savoring every single scar so faint,

Brushing my lips so light, almost a sin.

Now you lay inside a box made of wood,

Where you belong.Where you will stay for good