Ebony against
Ivory
Black to
White
Light skin
Dark hair
Flowing back from
The cool wind
Tinged with
Mystic
Coal eyes
Shine bright and
Thin lips
Twist
Into
A smile
Chilling
The small voice
Speaks
In his
Mind
Whispering
Enticing
Calling
Words
Of chaos
Controling
Changing
Unable to move
As the
Voice sparks
And
Wills
Unwantedness
Killing
Murdering
Blood
Falls and
Adds to
The
Deep thirst of
The
Corrupted