You Are untamed Reckless blood and wit intertwined A twisted, brazen mind.
Your mind Is so clearly different It leaps and soars, so acrobatic And your thoughts appear to me so hazy and enigmatic Your mind is simply not pragmatic Yet your perception knows no bounds. You have thoughts that come close to insanity That sometimes flow in the form of profanity.
Your spirit Is either very high or very low Up and down, to and fro There is no in between for you Some say you are stupidly crazy The dull ones say that, the ones too lazy To see beyond the rugged surface. The subdued and vapid ones Will never understand the magnetism Of your sweet, exquisite devilry.
On your face you often wear A fierce and restless stare A wan, discontented expression As though you're always awaiting Something bigger, Something better.
You Are fluid, swaying fire And I will never tire Of watching you burn I can see you brain boil and churn As it reels into into areas of madness and chaos.
Your psyche Is an endless field of dark reverie, Of fear and vagary.
I know your night terrors Your savage dreams of death Screams and bated breath Unutterable visions The grotesque world of horror thats spins itself out And dribbles into your drawings All those creatures, skeletons gnashing and clawing...
You Are gentle and thoughtful Yet you are terrified Of this dark thing that sleeps within you.
Your eyes - they’re stunning They’re tempestuous, Wild, like some fierce animal peering out of a rusted cage Oh, your eyes They are something beautiful, but annihilating Like Autumn crocus flowers, innocently poisonous Lids splaying delicately like its violet leaves.
You are tall and strong And uncontrollable, And your smile Is the biggest paradox I've ever encountered Childlike And fatal.
You are not A creature of the commonplace You are not a slave of the ordinary You are not a mindless drudge of the mundane You are free. Or bewitched, what's the difference