A few months ago, I met this girl. There have been very few times that we have physically been face to face. When we have been in contact, I could tell you what she was wearing, the brand of perfume, I could tell you it was raining. I could also tell you, there were few words that came from her. So very few. If I could explain and equate the two of us as being animals, it would be I an ebony bird, and she a white mouse. How did it ever happen?
A bird of prey, consumes all that it can, the flesh of the dead, flesh of the living. Why her? Why is she the one I see? Why did she capture my eye..? I really couldn't give you an answer. But, she fears the same way I do, she some times knows not what to say.
Even I am at a lack of words, I am a poet of sorts. And I literally couldn't find the words to finish this one- but she promised me "there will be plenty more to write." One can only hope so. Anyways:
I question the things that are unknown to me.
I think about the things that surround this world to be.
I question all and everything I see fit.
Just because I can't make sense of it.
Nature of the ones I surround myself with.
The actions of others that bring me to bliss.
Funny the way the world works,
Hidden meanings behind every verse.
Captivated are, the amber eyes
The way the world is, and taken by surprise.
The laws of nature place this bird
As something misunderstood and absurd
A bird of prey, a bird of death.
A bird that feasts till nothing is left.
Came upon and befriended something small
Something curious and something flawed
Curiosity caught his eye.
Curiosity drew him from the sky.
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