A small poem about Riku, please tell me what you think. Probably from Sora's POV.

Riku

Fully bloomed;
In a waterfall of rain.
Seeping from unrealistically green eyes.

Pale skin;
Paler now in the cold,
Lily white and crystallized dark pink.

Effeminate but boyish.
Lithe, sinewy, toned torso… Delicate hands.

Standing like a wall of glass on the sand,
Before a canopy of merciless island waves.
Almost regal in his severity;
Almost completely submerged in darkness.