The Boy/The Girl

The boy,

          He thought he knows the world
          That he is not afraid to sleep alone
          For problems he drowns with alcohol
          And bruises mend with smiles


The girl,

         Appears abruptly
         Four feet tall, she moves the world
         Though clumsy, with shaky hands
         She cruises through, strong and bold


Yet just another day, he speaks to himself,
No heavens amaze him, no dreams too great to fight,
Yet that day, he knows he is done for,
For his senses and soul, lost to the scent of that one cologne

And that's the day the boy meets the girl.


Written 1147
Paragon Bintulu
9/11/17