By Tifa_Lockheart_Nibelheim
Disclaimer: I do not own Final Fantasy 8, as well as any other titles of
the series. I wrote this poem for my own amusement and do not intend to earn
any money with it, nor do I consider to use it for anything commercial.
Bluish white strains of light catch my eyes
Is this a dream? I think
A wish come true?
My cruel angel –
Could it be?
In awe I turn around
Afraid that even the softest tune
Could make her disappear
A content, satisfied smile crosses my eyes
At this breathtaking sight
Eyes of the deepest tone of blue
Like gems sparkling in the dark
A humanlike appearance that even complements Gods
Though about the description "humanlike"
She could only laugh
Breathing out, hanging her head low
She concentrates, summoning her force
To cover the earth with an icy coat
Cruel in front of everyone
But her, my cruel angel
Slightly shivering
But still more content than ever
I just smile at her
My cruel angel
Feel her eyes upon me
The air stands still
Just the sound of my icy breath to be heard
I stare at her
Waiting for any sort of reaction
Searching her face
I feel weak at her gaze
Reaching deep into my soul
Suddenly a stir in her face
A smile, so warm, so contradictory to ice
So incredibly beautiful
Time breaks the rules
Stands still
As I live the time of my life
Live my dream
My cruel angel
