For @HannahVelila

This a poem for a contest she is doing.

This is from Persephone's point of view when Hades seduces her into coming closer.

Captured

Do you feel him beneath your feet?
He smells of blood and rotting meat
With him is the bloody key
To death itself, repulsive
But his face has captured me.

The perfect line of his sculpted nose
The soft footfalls, as if on snow
His brow, arching quite slowly
Carelessly flowing black hair
But his eyes have captured me.

The black-grey eyes stare into me
The darkness behind,  a flowing sea
The deadness upon his greyish skin
I have no choice but to let him in
But his arms have captured me

Unwilling steps forward were took
He had my hands and and the ground shook
The fear of someone by herself
He took and brought into himself
And now his mind has captured me

I cannot move, cannot escape
Over us he pulls a shadow cape
As I tremble, he does too
Though for different reasons through
And now his world has captured me