Here comes my lycan His paws as if scuplted for my cheeks His blue eyes boring into me His snout as calm as a stream His howl always heard by the moon.
Here comes my mermaid Her scales shimmering in the sun Her hair envied by many Her webbed fingers aligning with mine Her voice as soothing as the sea.
Here comes my sphinx Her golden feathers lifted gracefully The mother of all knowledge Bound to be consumed by her own flames Yet, a century she breathes.
Here comes my centuar His other half as strong as Zeus' bolt His human half appeals to my eyes The four footed fellow A creation of gods.
Here comes me Made in the image of the creator I feel but can't see Admiring the mythicals I never beheld, Only left with the tell-tales of Greece.