Just a really random poem about how Phantom thinks of Saya.

Hope you enjoy!

Malicious belle,

Eyes of crimson and bleeding the same

An enemy and lover with an unforgettable name

Saya,

The sole keeper of my passion

How I'd like to drain her until she is beyond ashen

She unsheathes her lonely blade

Her eyes with malice's shade

How I adore those eyes

Where only pure instinct lies

Oh,

How I love to break her

And admire the crimson staining her

Oh,

How I love to watch her cry

And watch her false humanity die

Oh,

How I love it when I see her face

Filled with anger and shameless for killing her own race

Oh,

How I love her

And pity,

How good it will feel to kill her