A short poem based on my fic, Lord of the Flies, Our Love is God. Used in the sequel, The Red Means I Love You.
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Eyes of coffee stains, hair of the richest grounds.
Coffee stained eyes staring at me with disdain as we set off to the clouds
Two people from two different worlds; too different for their own good
Through the air conditioned air, you uttered those words of machinery,
"I hate you."
I earned a rise from your seething anger yet again
A sort of earthiness was set in your gaze that drove me crazy. Too many layers that I could read all too well.
Words of rebuttal zipped a shot of espresso through my veins, making me jittery.
I got a rise out of it as you boiled over.
Your eyes, like two steaming mugs, I barely jumped back when I got burned.
And sometimes, I can see myself in the rippling reflection.
Bitter and tart.
Now I see the coffee stained eyes
Lifeless, staring up into the blue sky of my own eyes, raining in a certain greif.
Death carried you away
And through the blazing air I wept the last words,
"I love you."
Only this time, I gained no more rise out of the girl with coffee stained eyes.
✎ 𝐬.𝐩
