Stranger

Strong and fierce is what you see. It's the initial reaction from a mere glance. Wild hair, too short, like a boys. A body draped in black, eyes cold and hollow, and lips red like blood. You keep your distance and quickly look the other way. Cross the street if you must, avoid any interaction. What is this being at which you have beheld. Can she be real? Do people really do that? So different from the rest. You laugh and smirk. She's nothing but a joke. Just a kid screaming for attention. Too much neglect from a corporate mommy and daddy. Fed with a silver spoon but by a hand that was not there. Another slut looking for the next boy who will love her to satisfy her empty tortured heart. Swallowed into darkness like every other angst teen. Nothing special, nothing different indeed. Shrug her off.. let the image fade. Return back to your normal, average, every day life. Without the pain. Without the drama. Without the girl.


Eyes. Perhaps they weren't so cold as you remember. A twinkle. A sparkle lost in the sea of countless faces. Like the faintest of stars on a cold lonely night when billions are shining bright. Yet somehow you can see that one.. and for some reason, your notice makes it that much more special. Wasn't there some rose in her pale cheek. Porcelain skin. Soft. Lips, not so sad as you recall. Perhaps a slight smile lingered there. Intense and passionate. Wind blown fabric caresses and kisses the genteel limbs which you cannot embrace. Strong and exotic. Not from this place. Bringer of life, of something new. Danger. Hope. Pain. Adventure. Burning Passion. Joy. Fear. Love. A picture image of an earth decended goddess. Perhaps not pefection, but who here is?

For all my lovelies to enjoy. Remember to live your life to the fullest. Carpe Diem and don't let chances pass you by. Don't regret the things you've done, but that which you did not.