Blood red lips and moon pale skin
Abyss dark eyes that pull me in
Talks like angels walks like Lucifer
God couldn't pardon me
Edom and heaven talk with her
Spilled coffee, white dress stained brown
Blood looks red on a green spring gown
A smile looks nice on a fair haired maiden
But looks rather ugly on a old withered raven
A laugh is scary from a fallen angel
But is made so pretty from a different angle
Prose and word of tongue combine
It pokes your heart and prodes your mind
Truth laid bare scares the onlooker
A soul hath torn stares without shudder
Rhythm and rhyme
Motion through motion
Tik for tok
An oceans an ocean
That is unless God will part it
Then a sin is a sin and Hell will not ignore it
All thoughts are just unwelcome visitors
All actions are just well-known prisoners
Sunrise to sunset
Upwards and down
Who decides what is sideways and what is around?
