A/N: My friend, keppiehed, gave me five new prompts for a poem months ago, and I immediately thought of Snape and his lust/longing for Lily. I waited around for the "Sin of Lust" prompt but the word requirement was 350+ ! No way was this poem, already half formed in my head, going to be that long. So I gave up and put it aside until my muse was in the right mood, which was last week. Anyway, hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own or make money off of Harry Potter, but I wish I could own Snape. *pets him*
Sowing Seeds
Longing gazes down darkened corridors
Following the flower who's fair and red
Strutting through rooms cold, unfeeling
Insulting back at thrown torments
Glancing over at her beautiful hair
Stumbling over the streams of life
Seething outcast in mud and boots
Comforting taken from poison, shining
Stinging from her harsh replies
Sowing anger as seeds in the shadows