Let me introduce to you, HP,
AB!
My MUse
The one who've seen my unspoken truth
She was my shot to the blue moon that hit
The pig that grew wings and flew
My albino crow
That one moon who heard the wolf's howl
She's my warmth even when hell froze over
The dragons of Cressida Cowell
The celebration day of Saint Never's
The rising sun in the West
My rainbow unicorn
Even the salt lightens and glows
The rain of leaves from the oak
The donkey on top of a blossoming flagpole
Hers is the bite marks of hen
On my hairy palm
The wind caught on my net
The calves dancing on ice
You can hear the cow cough
And see the snake smoke
The crawfish' whistle from up the mountain echoes
While the long-haired frog croaked
She's my improbable
My impossible
My fantasy
Now a reality
So let me introduce to you
The reason why my fingers are poet-blocked no more
The proof that broken hearts can still start anew
Beat again, and open a new door
Nov 6, 2019
Nov 6, 2019 at 7:39 PM UTC
Let me introduce to you, HP,
AB!
My MUse
The one who've seen my unspoken truth
She was my shot to the blue moon that hit
The pig that grew wings and flew
My albino crow
That one moon who heard the wolf's howl
She's my warmth even when hell froze over
The dragons of Cressida Cowell
The celebration day of Saint Never's
The rising sun in the West
My rainbow unicorn
Even the salt lightens and glows
The rain of leaves from the oak
The donkey on top of a blossoming flagpole
Hers is the bite marks of hen
On my hairy palm
The wind caught on my net
The calves dancing on ice
You can hear the cow cough
And see the snake smoke
The crawfish' whistle from up the mountain echoes
While the long-haired frog croaked
She's my improbable
My impossible
My fantasy
Now a reality
So let me introduce to you
The reason why my fingers are poet-blocked no more
The proof that broken hearts can still start anew
Beat again, and open a new door
