My Dark Academia Poems

She

She
She painted my skin,
the color of our sin.
The most bold color,
you would see.
So her thighs,
were layered with the pictures,
of our demise.
I couldn't help it,
for she was my angel.
And I, Her God.
-𝙷𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛