Dead Doll

Dead doll

On the floor

Red eyes staring blankly at him.

No emotion in the eyes of the doll.

Broken soul

Hurt heart

All hope is lost for my dead doll.

How do I bring you to life again?

Touch your shoulder

Your eyes go shocked

You sit up look at him sadness in your orbs of red

You look away

He moves closer to her

How do I awake her?

He leans down tilts her head back

Kisses her lips gently.

She is not a doll of the dead

Now, she is a living doll

A crying doll

A kissing doll

A loving doll

But, she is still a dead doll

That he loves

Ai Enma

The End

A/N I hoped you liked my poem about Ai/Ren I love them so I wrote this. R and R please Bye for now [: