Nova

I.

Are you Angry?

So much so that your biscuit brown eyes

light up in flames of raspberry -

flickering with malicious intent?

Does the blood in your veins burn?

As you bite your rose tongue,

do you yearn

to scream out and let the voices in your head be heard?

II.

It feels as if the feelings will stay forever,

maybe build a home in your twisted little heart.

But just as the clouds reveal the sun after a storm,

a storm that seems to have an end - never.

You remember you can do that too, and reveal your true side,

that is Sweet, an oozing-with-sugar strawberry tart.