A poem for Shadow of The Colossus

I gaze at this beautiful beast.
It's orange eyes pierce my body, staring into my soul
This colossal creature weaves through the sand,
like a snake in his grass.

It leaps, shrouding the sky in darkness.

Almost as if it's flying, high in the sky.

It lunges toward me.

I should move, but those eyes….

Those beautiful orange eyes…

They call to me.

I must meet them…

With Grace!