She’s a bona fide composer
With melodies and songs
She’s musically inclined
Though she hasn’t been here long
Her words come from the heart
Harmoniously in tune
She’s off to a fast start
As you can never start too soon
A prodigy on epic scale
A maven beyond her years
A set of high tone vocal chords
That’s music to our ears

Beauty is only skin deep
Her eyes closed for her beauty sleep
The counting of white leaping sheep
She’s strong, but emotionally weak
I question every time that she speaks
Her promises, she never keeps
Yet she stands on manicured feet
Quietly, proud, and discrete

Lying in the trees
Behind the leaves and shrubs
A feline leopards spots
And her two fresh spotted cubs
Lying in wait, but always alert
Not thinking of dinner, but what’s for dessert
A feathery pheasant?
Perhaps just might do
To pluck from the sky
From whence it once flew

She dissolved from drops of acid
Through the rabbit hole she fell
Her mind filled with pollution
Not quite how the storytellers tell
She was woken from a vivid dream
Shocked enough not to scream
Spotted, but never before seen
In this state of her confusion
She didn’t want to rock the boat
Still upstream without a float
Hanging there with every note
Listening for her ballad

Separated to her own detriment
And a yearning for her man
Her thoughts are all consuming
Still she fails to understand
The nature of the forces
For the powers that be
She’ll harbor her resentments
For an eternity
As to why he had to go
Why he had to leave
He simply went to work
But still she aches and grieves
She cannot bear detachment
She can hardly breathe
She’s in love without her lover
With notions preconceived

Longing for the understanding
Of the evanescence of our dreams
Why memories slip away so soon
Or is that just the way it seems?
What was the color of the sky that day?
As the details tend to fade
Was it the coming of a storm
Or an aesthetic serenade?

We stir the *** of contemplation
We simmer through and through
Together, with fresh ingredients
We concoct a hardy stew
To be served with a cocktail
Possibly a few
Then we take a bite, with pure delight
And begin to slowly chew