Requiem for the Three
Deep, deep blue eyes,
that reminded me of the vast sea.
Light, light green eyes,
that pierced my soul with a look.
Dark, dark black eyes,
that glittered with hidden mischief.
Blue, Green, Black,
three of my favorite colors.
Green, Black, Blue,
a trio I would hate to separate
Black, Blue, Green,
inseparable triads.
Soft golden spikes,
ones that never failed to catch my attention.
Shimmering silver tresses,
a kind that you could never forget.
Long dark manes,
untamed and unkept, but beautiful nonetheless.
As I often watched,
the youngest always frowned.
As I often recalled,
the oldest kept his infuriating smirk.
As I often saw,
the one in between never left his grin.
Hair of gold, eyes of sapphire,
fiery and stubborn, insecure yet innocent.
Hair of snow, eyes of jade,
cold and uncaring, silent yet sympathetic.
Hair of raven feathers, eyes of onyx,
carefree and protective, irritating yet loyal.
Youth, Beauty and Friendship,
three different representatives.
A frown, a smirk and a smile,
three distinct expression.
Fiery, Cold, Carefree,
three dissimilar characters.
Yet, for some reasons unknown,
these three distinctive pieces,
fitted the puzzle perfectly.
Yet, for some reasons unknown,
these three unlikely people,
played their parts flawlessly.
An odd tune
they had created.
To this odd tune
they danced with perfect synch
And this very odd tune
had kept them together.
This humble one,
may never understand
the bond between the Three.
This humble one
does not wish to try
to comprehend it either.
Who are they?
A question you might ask.
Who are they?
An inquiry that I refuse to answer.
Who are they?
Well, my dear fellow, guess.
.: Autumn's Solitude:.
A/N : Easy question at the end isn't it? Tell me what you think and if the implied relation between 'the three' is obvious or not. Love you all!