Sins

A Poem by Hyorin

Your beauty, a blatant blasphemy
Your voice, a sycophantic symphony
Your eyes, a resplendent red
Your canvas, a mystical mirage
When I first saw you, It was raining embers
A sight so arcane, I cannot help but remember.
Your penchant for cats, your proclivity to beguile.
I was entrapped in your gaze, helpless to revile.

Your guise was a trail of stars, embellishing the shades.
All semblance of my sanity, it fleetingly fades
You had a war in your heart, a drumming beat.
A feline fervour, eclipsed by spiraling heat
Perchance it may, that you leave me a trace
I'd cross oceans, cross the boundary of space
For I was bewitched, I long for belonging
A place in your war, I fight pretending

Frigid frost, in an unrelenting summer
Your heart was an enigma, in its slumber.
Oh, I'd be damned with my sword and shield
For the growls of your heart fill the field

To be a sinner, is to love.