Poems from mikaelaschulz

To some I am colorfully confusing, Difficult to understand, Yet to many rather amusing, I can wear many different shades, I can wear green...
His eyes were bitter, His heart aflame, He played with fire, As if it were a game, He and death danced, Sparring like the stars, His love...
Her blood falls, From wrists ever more scarred,  Onto fresh snow, White as death itself, She looked at her face in a frozen pool, Pale and...