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.
