Saltwater hair
Flip flops in sand
Laughter reminiscent of violent rain
Striking profoundness
in your glance
Face as cold as
an unforgettable disease
Yet charming as of an alchemist
Dagger-like eyes
Lost count of casualties
Sunlit aura
Basked in phosphenes
Eclipsed soul
Star-studded skin
Bloody knuckles
Scarred wrists
Yet grip as tender as of mother’s
Vampire vibes-
Perilous, yet subconsciously enticing
An undercover, uncredited saviour
Strength of a Centaur
Silent lips, screaming nerves
They read of you in myths
They call you fictional
But you exist
I know you do
I search for you
WHERE ART THOU?