Work Text:
Roar so crimson, so loud,
so fierce and brash
it was heard in
brass ringing in the ears.
A reply hissed out in
emerald, so low and
tantalising, like a knife
dipped in the silver of your words.
A clash of swords,
steel against gold,
a winner wrapped in fire,
a loser draped in grey.
Green of the jealous boy,
apart from familiar and safe.
Red of the embarrassed boy
following into the other’s prejudices.
Snake caught by the Lion.
Lion under the spell of the Snake.
A splash of red,
staining the pages,
hazel eyes stained by opaque.
Grey blinks at green.
Silver smirks at red.
One roars and they both answer,
colours merge where they meet,
and come together.