the jewelled features
Raven black hair slicked back.
a devilishly smirk crossed to the blossomed lips that filled roses and thorns.
eyelids pale and decorated with colors of blue and purple hues.
hands rough and dirty painted out of black nicotine and he kept it that way.
eyes illuminated with flashes of load tunes and bitter laughs.
lips searching for something to hold on to
delicate lines crinkled out of his loving voice
jewelled feautures they say
but i see a boy with eyes that show of help and mouth that lingers death.
YOU ARE READING
marlboro
Poetrya tribute to the guy with the saddest eyes that pierced down to my soul.
