Your eyes, envy-filled,
His heart, a vessel of hate.
A touch, ivy-like, entwined
In his sick, twisted fate.
Love spreads, a relentless disease,
Lock thoughts, hurl the keys with ease.
To chase his demons, your yearning keen,
Hope to be his everlasting paragon, serene.
His growing desire, secrets to unlock,
Forging golden ciphers, no remorse in the dock.
Battling internals in the dark abyss,
Both aware, redemption is eternal bliss.
Embrace dreams, confront fears,
As dawn draws near, wipe away tears.
The rhythm tweaked, the story refined,
A poetic journey of the heart and mind.
© L.B Rheaven