Cleopatra Poem by Julian Carlos Co

First is her hair,
Slipping down to eternity.
A universe unbound to be seen
And an ice cold enough to heal.


Second are her eyes,
That bonds the stars to Earth,
Slowly locking each piece
To a gravity stronger than hate.


Third are her cheeks,
Signifies youth and reckoning,
Unknown to famines
And pejoratively intricate to drink.


Last is her lips,
That smiles to anxiety,
Frowns to happiness
And is cognizant to being unwanted.