we were bonding
over pokemon trading cards
just to find out
i am fire type
shes water type

******

my face distorted

my soul immortal

windswept

by the winds of fate

they alter my shape

my face

my name

feel like

i am just a pawn in the game

moved and changed by the same

winds of fate

who make me age

from fool to sage

myself, outdone

they'll never stop telling me:

"go on"

they blow on

till i lived the life of everyone

till i am again

no one

they blow on

they blow on

fuchsia
and
fandango
with hearts
full of love
were standing on the edge
of the rubicon

fuchsia asked:
"jump the waves?"

fandango answered:
"there is no turning back then."

the sun did set

whilst they

were standing in silence

starring and pondering

the elusive nature

of the foams and waves

of the river