Harlequin

Her iris swelled with sapphire,

Giving vibrant, colorful life to the oceans and the skies.

Her eyes retreated to a peaceful slumber at night,

Hiding from some poisoned memories.

The world became ill as she slept,

Causing the paint to melt from the canvas.

The sun may shine,

But the darkness will remain until she awakens.

Dawn approaches, awakening her from her slumber.

Tears cascaded from the crevice of her eyes,

Painting the sickly, gray world once again.

Beauty pervaded every corner of the canvas,

Giving the world another day of vibrant life.