Across your face, the color flashes, a sun in my sky,
between your legs a tail flashes dirty black spots.
Under your arms, tiny wings extend up high,
through the tips of the fingers, a crazy love starts.
Walking further, you grew dimmer, led astray,
a comet that slipped across the darkness of the night.
But had you turned your head and looked my way,
Hidden in costume, I had been your guiding light.
It is easy to see who I am, just remove my bloody hood,
you can’t get lost beneath the weight of my blue eyes.
There’s everything I can do to change your mood,
it is too bad your fiery costume is only just a disguise.
POETRY 