Dear Lamia,

I love how open-ended so much of this poem is. “Red and Silver” I assume refers to Fleur and Billl’s respective hair colors but could also refer to contrary or complimentary emotional and spiritual states. Some of the poem seems to be setting up an obvious comparison of him being “rough” and her being “fine,” of her being “(not quite) human” and him being “a monster (not quite) hiding.” However, these distinctions become more nuanced as I read. I like how there are certain parts where it’s less clear if you’re referring to Bill or to Fleur and the two seem to become one, such as “hypnotic eyes” and “breathe, just breathe.” I also like how in the end you resolve the comparison by saying they are soulmates.

Throughout the poem, the cadence produced by the repetition of “red and silver” and by the occasional use of rhyme is quite pretty. Oftentimes, rhyming makes poetry sound a bit cheesy, but here there is an ethereal quality to the rhythm of the poem that I really enjoyed (maybe because you didn’t try to force *everything* to rhyme).

I really enjoyed the
(not quite) human
monster (not quite) hiding
It shows that while Bill is different he is not alone and brings light to the irony of Bill and Fleur's relationship.
My favorite part was probably at the very end
(soulmates)

Why didn't I read this sooner? I'm sure I added you to my Alerts.. Anyway, as I love Bill/Fleur and poetry, I can definitely assure you of my love for this piece.
All of it is strong, striking and very intense, even with the short verses. The use of the colors to somewhat identify them is perfect, as well as your descriptions of them. The style/formatting you used with the parenthesis emphasizes the strength of what you want to say.
My favorite part of everything is (but it's the same for the other side) because it basically sums up everything about them.

I liked this piece, especially the first two verses. They were very strong, and it's a nice to see a poem dedicated to Bill/Fleur, one of my favorite pairings.

You know, I completely forgot Bill ended up becoming a bit wolfish, but I like how you played off that here. And the way the poem goes back and forth between Bill and Fleur is a nice touch. I really enjoyed the (not quite) bit.

Oh, this is very strong, very striking imagery—not the kind we usually see associated with Bill/Fleur, yet really fitting. I loved this, the constant duality, echoed like a mantra like never repetitive. Great job! :)