Maps 1 (6 February 2012)
She reminds me of an angel I once knew.
Also hailing from the land of flight,
she lifts my spirits to the sky above.
She smiles like she means it
and laughs for herself and no one else.
The air that surrounds her is genuine.
But, the air is not always perfect.
Sometimes, she takes in the air too quickly
and hiccups, wincing every time.
Such a simple and frequent reaction,
the flutter attempts to compromise
the purity of her æther.
It’s as if there’s something beneath her skin,
constantly taunting her soul — crawling through
her veins and distracting her mind.
There is a tragedy behind those big blue eyes —
a tragedy hidden behind the smile,
hidden behind the fits of laughter.
Perhaps she is at war with herself,
hoping to defeat the demons within
by surrounding her periphery with happiness..
Whatever the case, I may never know,
I shall find myself beside her in battle,
ready to catch her should she fall
and lift her spirits to the sky above.