My heart was young and green
So full of life and love
I thought you were a queen
Sent to me from above
Turns out you’re born below
Complete with pair of horns
Instead of a halo
A rose covered in thorns
Ever thirsty for blood
A vampire in the night
A monster from the mud
Giving children a fright
My heart ripe for reaping
The fertile crop was torched
On my knees just weeping
My loving heart was scorched
Spreading her leather wings
Her laughter filled my head
Singing a wicked song
Spat and left me for dead
The Sureshot 
I love the rhythm of this dark and beautiful poem. Great vivid imagery.
Thank you! I’ve been playing with different shapes
Finishing up organizing and editing a whole collection of poems to publish for the first time. Turns out I had 100 poems about love so why not put them together?
That’s so exciting!
Very vivid and captivating! has good pacing too!