I searched this book full of words Something that could describe him Wouldn't know how to put in terms Just as I found nothing That understood the greatness behind his gaze.
[D] could go for the Density of the metal that protruded from his chest The blade was shining autonomously like the crimson full moon On Werewolf Territory Day Like a piece of wood thrown into the fire I could see the flame in his eyes.
There was the beauty but the beauty Was nothing but fear His words gave me shivers as I walked throught the path I wonder what would be like to define him Would the words be real just like him? But would he be real or would he be smudged ink passages In this old moldy diary smelling like also old roses.
[I] would go for Imagination, place where he crossed me Like a wild horse running from the storm in the field He had worries all over his mind but couldn't show anyone Selfish way to say he had feelings over the scary sense.
Beauty had no name But if I knew his, I would surely call it by Beauty is his name Had no harms but had such a charm I could feel it in his eyes The look he gave me I never saw before.
[C] would go for Coward But that honestly applied more to me He tried and insisted once and twice Maybe more, but I had no ears back in then I was deaf by the occurrences.
Tried to warn me That things wouldn't be my way Nor would they stay the same I said I would try.
[T] would go for Tactless Something I wished he was not I wouldn't feel his power on me now If he wasn't, but we don't get what we want Is it what I truly want or am I the tactless?
Once his fingers ran down my skin like dance in the rain I could feel the warm touch he had on his fingertips To be honest I was scared, that was new And they say the new is good but that didn't feel likely.
[I] again could go for Icy He was such a piece of ice in the start Ironic when he could but indeed The void was where I always went in the end.
Indeed he had no mean to be like that Still he didn't know love as I did He had no signal of it but family And I hoped with all my heart That he would feel the same I had back in time.
[O] would go for Observant He always had that over watch eyes In time I doubted if he could blink Never did when I was looking And I was always looking.
Once I told him I could be his muse if he wanted I bet he thought I was only saying stupidity Indeed I caught him looking at me when was all over And then he brought all I had, again.
[N] could go for Naive Something that back in time I thought I was But wasn't I just enjoying the good time before the danger? The danger looked like a fun time back in then.
Bathing at my own blood was not what I thought I would be doing in the end of all Still I didn't cut myself in the outside I was emerging from blood.
[A] would go for Acrimonious Caustically he destroyed me As nuclear acid In our fierce dispute Pain in my bones is what I felt but I had no mark on me.
Slowly he built me up Sweet buttercup of mine Bitter piece of cinnamon On my ice cream pie.
[R] could go for Ravenous Because there I was again Rabid for you as a piece of meat That I could not take outta my head I had it on the back and on the center.
I was hungry, but not for your body Your body was not the only thing I had on mind I had your mind on mine I wanted to eat your feelings as you ate mine But I would do it gently.
And finally, the letter [Y] would go for Youthful I suddenly stopped emanating all that old vibe And after meeting you once and twice or more Knowing every centimeter of your skin as some subject I knew best I was glowing youthfully as some missy that just born.
I was the lady on the red dress Soft skin and well done hair, glowing as the moonlight The smell of old roses emanating from me And from that moment I knew You had regrets, my sweet dictionary.
I was able to finish this without crying, congr. to me buddies. I'm setting my baby free today, I hope his words mean something for you.