The second of three parts of one being: Hexus (part one) Ethereal (part two) Lustwick (part three).
Eyes, the deepest hue of sapphire,
Liquid and assimilating.
Silent imbiber,
Conveyor of emotion by way of
Multicolored masterpieces,
Each a solemn failure
Captivated in his sight.
A tragic child
Borne upon rose-colored mists
Diminished by cruel rays
Of sunlight.
The moon and stars
Are his complex companions
Within his realm
Lacking life … love.
No kiss will ever
Befall his lips in loving caress
His wishes to protect
Produce destruction and death.
The canvas became his passion
Though longing tortures
His every moment in Life’s bossom.
Hot liquid emotion
Seeps ever eternally from his eyes,
Crystalline caskets for Hope,
Seeds of mourning.
It was his kiss -
The cursed touch -
That brought death;
His tears
That created life.
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