Whiteness

The care she does; the words do her.

Always behind; does a seeming smile;

Ever and ever showering love whiteness.

 

The eyes never showed sorrow, the city 

Doubted; no scence of down under; she

Kept her head high. Moving down deep 

And deep. Every warning does seems fragile.

She does prove the ride-The Devil’s wheels.

 

Devil’s wheels; it never finds the usual ends.

The heavenly beast does play the double game;

Yet always I found the whiteness within. Demons 

Darkness ever spread can never outright the 

Cart of beast. The beast always plays the double.

 

Crippled, pushed, drowned, she never bellowed.

Mine hands does always held she back. She never

Fell; yet the devils within pushed out to beasty hands.

She does talk; falling into me; eyes in red; caught 

The white always prove within and within.

 

Love never stands others cart; always does 

It moves, the beasty hands. Devils do chances 

Though, yet always closer; the seeming smile

Showering love whiteness ever ‘nd forever.