I had a random inspiration today. Enjoy. ^^
Crimson Demon
Bricks crumbling against a crimson sky—
humble sky, screaming “Blood rain!”
And eyes do sink on the sunrise
of slaughter. My injuries, I cannot see,
surrendered to this ache; it’s you.
Fading, I am dust—sift me slowly.
To dance in your breath would be
so lovely. Blind dancer I am,
so to the bleeding sun I go! Sickly
sulfur smothers these lidded eyes.
Remember the amber irises?
This idiom, cloaked pain,
I hear you crying in ruin.
Rusted devils kissing my dust—
still kissing. You, velvet red,
are my demons.
Aw. Thanks. I just revised it. Grammar issues. >.<
Wow...Words cannot describe how amazing this [and your other writings] are...even though it kind of just did =P
Seriously, great piece.
I especially love the "and eyes do sink on the sunrise of slaughter" bit, it's fantastic.
I really like the way you describe everything :3