Courage
By Furgle
Disclaimer: Not mine. No money to grease—er, I mean grace my fingers…I'm not clever enough, anyway, so there.
Great respect
I do hold
For my captain
Respect untold!
Why can't she see
I love her so
Oh, yes, that's right.
She thinks I'm cold!
I feel, I do!
I feel so much!
Why can't she see
Why can't I touch!
I want to touch
Her soul, so big
But my courage snaps
Just like a twig
A/N:
This is how Tuvac feels, I bet. I'll have another poem about his feelings up soon! Oh, yes, and read and review!
