He sits cowered
As if he never left the womb
Drenched in a sodium rich shower
He thirsts for courage
And his name shall be confidence
She stands
Arms lowered on either side
Mind is intent
Eyes dark with
Making noise only when she acts
Her name is strength
They shift from cold and solid
To molten liquid
Burning like dry ice
Blistering as if lava
It's always a surprise
The pulse of their action
Tells you they're love
She has wings
Crimson a true bloody colour
Razing with such a fierceness
She makes ashes of everything and everyone
Even her own soul
She is a true phoenix
She is anger
He knows less than he knows
Clothed with no perspective
Blessed with blindness
And no sense of senses
He hears emperor
Where there is no thread
We call him hubris
She is a silver
Second to one
Slowly remembered
All she is is following
And chasing
I know her as loss
The scars are merely a facade
Wounds remain withered
Yet the blood stays fluid
They’re each a lesson
Together they are known
As a tainted memory
They are two halves of pain
They speak with the voice of one
Growing short with being razed
Shelter was found in my shadows
Coming together as demons are want to do
Conquering a principality
They are no longer they or a few
I now present before you