He's different, I think
When I sat down firstly
I barely gave a blink
So did he, none did speak


But then he asked me
"Is that x over y?"
And he smiled so gently
So heavenly, it warmed me

I said, "Yes, yes it is,"
And returned the smile
half-heartedly
In hopes he'd return one back

Everyday, I sat beside him
Everyday, I hoped I could to to him
Everyday, I psyched myself
Everyday, I believe fate would bring him to me

I think I started to fall a little harder
in my mind, so much thoughts to ponder
"What if we fell together,
or would he treat me like another brother?"

His friends are vastly... different
Egos blown, language ever so sharp
They'd play and frolic around
But he, no, he'd rather sit and look around

Unlike them, he liked to smile a lot
Unlike them, he'd give and opt not to take
Unlike them, he'd speak with his eyes filled of genuine interest
Unlike them, he'd make you feel... warm... understood... human

Time passed, I did nothing
I was ever content with small talk
We'd have hard time graphing parabolas
But when will love come around, my own graph?

The last day came, and all we ever did was write
He'd make jokes, and I would laugh
The hour passed, now time to say goodbye
"Dart sa heart", he utters, leaving me to ponder

Time for judgment day came
I utter my wish for luck to him, him to me
A grueling hour or two ran by so fast
I sighed, was relieved, was done, but could not afford a glance.

"3 minutes left!", the professor says
I nodded sassily
He chuckles
He nods as well
I think
I ponder
I feel
"Did he even feel so differently about me?"

The day is done
He walked off first
I followed
But there was no goodbyes
and neither did close the door
so I was left open

"When would I ever see him again?"
But I'd like to meet
but the answer is never
maybe pain is part of this growing...

There once was a maiden so utterly fair
Everyone desired to be her lover
With her forest eyes and ebony hair
They came asking one after another

Now Alex had a tainted heart
She didn't care for any lover
She only thought of herself
So God decided to fight for her

He thought one of his children
So completely beautiful
Should be given a second chance
To have a beautiful heart as well

So he sent Victoria to her
An angel of purity
Yet perfectly capable
Of kicking *** if need be

So that very night
Alex was out a little too late
And shadows gave her fright
For they followed her again

Voices echoed behind her
Saying "hey lets have some fun"
Yet Victoria arrived at that moment
And said "I think that we should not"

The men only laughed
Sending anger through her blood
Victoria, the angel of heaven
Decided to have her kind of fun

She did not need her wings
To jump from the rooftop
Landing on her golden heels
She smiled and the men just stopped

They only stopped laughing
They stood in shock and stared
How could she survive a jump
From all the way up there

Now Alex, she was awestruck
At the beautiful savior before her
Now the men thought they were in luck
For they now had two to torture

"Leave now!" the divine angel spoke
Or I swear you'll lose your life"
Not one of the men cracked or broke
She pulled out the Empyrean Scythe

How many men let out a shout
At the woman with the weapon
Their heads no longer filled with doubt
They'd run there was no question

So the men they ran and fled
They were all such petty cowards
They left the woman behind instead
Alex then gazed at that woman, empowered

"Are you alright?" The angel said
Yet Alex only nodded in daze
Victoria placed a hand on her cheek
With a soft and worried gaze

"Are you sure?" Asked the holy one
Alex gave her a soft smile
"Yes but what are you,
and have you been here for a while?"

"Nope this is our very first meeting."
Victoria had simply replied
So beneath the stars they walked and talked
And reposed into the night

"Do you believe in angels?"
Victoria asked as midnight struck
"No, but now I've seen one."
Alex said with a flirty look

Victoria chuckled amusedly
Alex didn't know what she'd said
"Yes, you have, but not the same
Angels are beings to dread."

"You mean you're a real angel"
Alex asked in utter disbelief
"But of course my chosen" Tori said
As she revealed her golden wings

Alex stared in awe at the feathers so soft
"Yup!" Victoria said with a grin
"If you're joking with me, I must say *******."
Then angel didn't like Alex's language.

"Don't take attitude with me!" Victoria snapped.
Her eyes glimmered with golden fury
"What if I do, you're just heaven's brat."
Alex snapped oh so sassily

"Listen little girl,
I've lived much more ages than you.
If you think that you can battle me,
Try it I'll give you a lesson true."

"You are made of ignorance!"
"You are not my mother!" Alex called out
"Mute!" Victoria said in annoyance
But no words could come out

When Alex and Victoria go home
Alex still can not speak
Walking down the silent rode
The beauty felt so weak

In front of this divine being
Her eyes they seemed to dance
Her beauty against Victoria,
Psh she didn't stand a chance.

Alex grew to admire her first
Winking and flirting every chance she got
Victoria resisted knowing of the worst
That could happen if her father was distraught

Now one night a week
they sat among the stars
Victoria was staring at Alex's arm
And all it's scars

Yes, Alex was beautiful,
yes, Alex was vain
However she was dutiful
To giving herself pain

She never believed she deserved love
She never once thought she was good
Then she met Victoria
And instantly knew she would

She would learn to love her
Yes she would become entranced
The cutting all stopped instantly
For her feelings had enhanced

Victoria kept her mouth shut
About the scars that lines Alex's wrist
She could tell there could be more
If the questioning did persist

The night Victoria fell for her
They sat beneath the tree among the stars
Vowing her life and love to Alex
Seeing beauty in all her scars

Slowly months, and a year went by
Victoria loved Alex's eyes
Alex fell for an angel of the lord
Her the warrior, with the sword

They hugged, they kissed
They kept in the dark
Not caring for others
Hiding who they are

Now Victoria was called to the gate
To speak with the father, execution by mace
How dare she fall for his lovely daughter
An angel, how dare she find a lover

Now her God, yes he was displeased
Deciding to cast her from above
He took Victoria's golden wings
And she hurt, in the name of love

Bloodied stubs, of faded wings
A halo dropped from the sky
The day the father was in fury
Was the day an angel died.

To the boy who crosses the brickyard with sorrow on your face,
Come cry with me.
To the girl who crosses the brickyard sassily tossing your hair,
Come strut with me.
To the guys who cross the brickyard arguing,
Come debate with me.
To the professor who crosses the brickyard worrying,
Come share your troubles with me.
To anyone who crosses the brickyard wearing sunglasses when it is cloudy,
Come hide with me.

Come fill me with your emotions, your troubles, your cares.
I am just an empty shell, waiting to be filled by those around me.

Let me live vicariously.

Sally-Sam 'silently' sings in her mind 'aloud'
her mama screams: "Sally-Sam!"
But Sally-Sam startled, wide-opens her eyes.

She asks: "Mama, can you read my mind?"

Sally-Sam is six, skinny, and sweet.
She swirls with her flowery skirt, legs crossing in twirls,
with shoulders sassily scintillating a shrug.

her mama says, "come here, silly girl!"

But Sally-Sam still in shock stays in her spot.
Unsound, still silently singing her song,
she asks again, "mama, can you read my mind?"

Her mama says, "Sally-Sam!"

And Sally-Sam giggling and with a big smile says,

"Mama! How do you know my song?"

She's a little thin,
but a real nice figure,
fantastically dressed
and oh so saucily, sassily
****
I bet not a techy
something traditional I bet
with good bloodlines
and touch of fellow Scot in her.
I pretend to say to her Look in my eyes honey.
I'd love to see you disrobe
discreetly in front of me
and we go from there,
but I don't know you
I just admire you.