No Name

This is a man writing to a little girl that he met when she was very young. He fell in love with the little, adorable girl, so he goes to her house to meet her, but writes her a letter instead.

No Name

My name is No Name.                 I grew anxious

I don’t know what you're thinking,  waiting at you door.

But this is no game.                  So I hope it made it to you.

I am sinking into society             I may write more,

In a way you don’t know.             But until then

As you are blinking, I am smiling.   I will adore the memory of you

I met you at your low.               I will again

A time you were hurting and         be on the street

You needed no more foe.             So when will you meet me?

I was inserting a knife             I won’t mistreat you.

Into a little statue.                I only care about you.

As you kept averting your eyes.    AS I sit in this heat

You looked pretty blue.              I wait for a clue

My hand reached out                 of the girl in a red coat

Handing it to you.                   Hoping you will come through.

As you came about                   Love, No Name

Reaching me too.

Your fingers enlaced around the snout.

I smiled brighting to who

The little girl laughed.

Which I knew I made her day.

I craft every day

Thinking of you.

I would haft to meet you again.

Reviews

[CAPOLAVORO]

Cute. If this is true then that guy has a good move in there. :) As to the "no name" thing. It made me remember no face in spirited away. I just do't know lol. Great art in here Aubrey.

[Aubrey Harrell]

Thank you so much!

[Richard simpson]

Really outside the box thinking with the composition of this poem. It's great, really great. I love the experimental feel and the art of expressive deepness.

[Aubrey Harrell]

Thank you so much! :)

[Richard simpson]

my pleasure :)