This is a poem that I wrote about Draco's character, inspired by the very same fanfic that inspired one of my other poems, "Snake". Even if you aren't familiar with Harry Potter, this is a good poem, I think.
Into the currents I am swept
As the fiery glory burns
into the battlefield.
I do not see, I do not hear
Only feel as you fall.
the grey eyes of a hawk I gazed.
The very hawk
that is not true;
But is a phoenix
perched upon a burning branch.
The burning branch of glory that shone in your eyes
as you fell.
Hark, I hear the angels sing
but why, when I don't believe in
such illusions of the Human heart?
But why, when the birds singing in my ear
saw fit for your descent?
I do not belong
in those pools of raging, burning eyes
inside of which a hawk that is the phoenix,
perches on a blazing, solitary branch
in your mind and mind
which, through some miracle of clumsiness
you have broken through on whim and wager.
I want to fall into a darkness slept
Caressed by your fire.