Merciel

Your ruby smile surpassed the heights of heavens
and your green eyes glittered like the Milky Way
as you pelted me softly with a scolding
for ditching you during the storm last night.
Your oceanic melody massaged my quaking temples
as we quickly shifted the topic toward tradition
and discussed each other’s plans for the weekend, but
you could’ve never extinguished the throb that weighed
my head toward hell, because with no more fog among us,
I can no longer cloak my iniquity from your divine eyes.