A gangster paradise behind closed eyes,
blood-red sunsets, shadowed lies.
Right beside Quinzel’s ocean eyes,
a storm brews quiet, where danger flies.

Cobblestone streets in my mind’s back alley,
whispers of deals that ended badly.
Neon flickers on walls of sin,
every heartbeat a gamble, every breath a spin.

Her eyes, deep oceans hiding war,
pull me under, I can’t ignore.
Velvet venom in a tender glance,
a love so sharp it leaves no chance.

We dance on edges, knives for shoes,
smoke and secrets, nothing to lose.
In that paradise, the angels flee,
only ghosts and shadows keep company with me.

Every kiss a confession of crime,
every touch a theft of time.
Behind closed eyes, the city bleeds,
and beside her ocean, my darkness feeds.