***Stumbling on her new feet
A regular fish out of water
Wanting her brain and heart to meet
The former to talk some sense to the latter
Wistful for the melancholy seas
Nostalgic for those left behind
It is on land where uncertainty breaks free
A plaintive wail for those of her kind
Foreign land stretching afar
On pale limbs she has yet to adopt
How crashingly desolate will it be to explore
To make use of this magic she has yet to exploit
A wriggle of her toes
Jaw clenched in determination
She stands by the decision she chose
To search for the source of her affection
He's out there, she'll find him
No matter the stakes
She'll stand on her two feet
And wait as long as it takes***
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 1:38 PM UTC
***Stumbling on her new feet
A regular fish out of water
Wanting her brain and heart to meet
The former to talk some sense to the latter
Wistful for the melancholy seas
Nostalgic for those left behind
It is on land where uncertainty breaks free
A plaintive wail for those of her kind
Foreign land stretching afar
On pale limbs she has yet to adopt
How crashingly desolate will it be to explore
To make use of this magic she has yet to exploit
A wriggle of her toes
Jaw clenched in determination
She stands by the decision she chose
To search for the source of her affection
He's out there, she'll find him
No matter the stakes
She'll stand on her two feet
And wait as long as it takes***
