Garden

Day 10, poem 10

A few stabs at supervillain love poems.

Garden
1.
I hope you know I'd tear
the whole world down for you. I'd build
you beauty from the ashes. I'm not here
searching for ordinary. I want a love song
laced with poison, possession,
fire to make cautionary tales
for young girls blush.
Let me cover you in garnets.

2.
My eyes have opened a new color
and everything looks different but you,
you are as porcelain and silk
and precise touches of paint as ever.
My vision narrows to a point:
you are sunlight, water, life.