Red Like Lace

Gauntlets, red like lace, blue like veins...

Red like lace and blue like veins,

Thin-spread o'er a torturous rack,

A veil, a bloody veil, obscures 

And hides and curtains, fades to black

A soul clutching a million chains.

The veil, a perfect compliment,

Accompanied, in scarlet bright,

By gauntlets, likewise fine and lace.

She cradles close throughout the night

The hell from which her clothes were sent.

Author's Note

I wanted to see if good emo poetry could be written... What shall I conclude?

Reviews

[char]

So this is a descript of a woman wearing a veil and such. Correct me if I'm wrong. I like the way you paint an image, though I still just see her standing there,"a soul clutching a million chains." Good line.