Le Fantome
Crying and pain, Succumb to his domain,
For her to become someone of great fame.
Terror and fear will encompass their minds,
Knowing they are watched with careful eyes.
Passion and lust, emotion will surface,
He loved her for her voice, her body, her face.
Amourand innocence, she found a new love,
Childhood memoirs are found in his love.
Jealousy and rage, consuming his soul,
She had become his face, his mask, his whole.
Compassion and love, he let the two live,
No greater man of the opera there is.
This is just a poem that I made during science class. I like the stylethat I have written it in. I hope you like it!
I have just made a few minor changes...