Just a short poam I wrote cause I was bored. Hope you enjoy.
He loved her.
But he didn't know why.
She was a raven haired demon that fell from the sky.
She was as much trouble to him as he was to her.
But the girl didn't mind as she was free as a bird.
Her eyes were rubies.
Her hair a ravens feathers.
Skin as pale as snow.
Yet he still loved her.
As much as she loved him.
Why?
They'll never know.
So thoughts?
Should I write another poem like this?
Review?
Oh and of course thanks for reading!