This is a poem i wrote with Huddy as the main focous behind it.It's from Cuddy's POV.sorry if its confusing in any way.& on that note pls read and review/comment it.:)critism is welcome just dont be too harsh.i do like this poem:)
Circus Hearts
It’s all just “Show and Tell”.
It’s all just for pretend.
It’s never for real.
I play and replay this origami in my head lying in my bead.
But since I fail the papillon of black and blue flutters away. As it does, it glances at you.
You’re playing type rope with my heartstrings. Not so secretly I hope toi fall.
You’ll leave the net bent, having to close up the Big Tent.
It’ll be taken down and sent to another town.
But just before toi fall the firefly catches toi sending toi softly down into a field of lilies
It’s a passionate wonderment that amazes the audience and us as well.
We stand there stunned, gazing into the other one’s eyes.
But soon a mysterious storm nuage appears and lingers over our carnival.
All the fireflies die.
toi wake up in a cold sweat and scream.
Your face is as pale as cream.
“Will this nightmare dream ever have a happy end?” toi wonder aloud.
Shooing away the nuage ,laying his head on his oreiller again.
toi rest nervously as a willow, until this trend ends.
Circus Hearts
It’s all just “Show and Tell”.
It’s all just for pretend.
It’s never for real.
I play and replay this origami in my head lying in my bead.
But since I fail the papillon of black and blue flutters away. As it does, it glances at you.
You’re playing type rope with my heartstrings. Not so secretly I hope toi fall.
You’ll leave the net bent, having to close up the Big Tent.
It’ll be taken down and sent to another town.
But just before toi fall the firefly catches toi sending toi softly down into a field of lilies
It’s a passionate wonderment that amazes the audience and us as well.
We stand there stunned, gazing into the other one’s eyes.
But soon a mysterious storm nuage appears and lingers over our carnival.
All the fireflies die.
toi wake up in a cold sweat and scream.
Your face is as pale as cream.
“Will this nightmare dream ever have a happy end?” toi wonder aloud.
Shooing away the nuage ,laying his head on his oreiller again.
toi rest nervously as a willow, until this trend ends.