A Tip, A Twist

by olivia d'trumpet

i was reading the book of short stories that Mellissa Marr wrote, Faerytales and Nightmeres, and the scene between Niall and Irial at the library intrigued me and so this poem is my take on the love that Irial had for Niall in the beginning. characters belong to Mellissa Marr everything else is mine.

A tip of the hat

A twist of the tongue

Where you are

Is where I've gone

Beckoning, promising

What you desire

Though you don't fall

Much to my ire

Whispered truths, yelled lies

All to see if you notice

The difference in my eyes

Withered beauties

Become young again

Though you don't notice

And cause my chagrin

Grand gestures meant

To capture attention

Fixing your faults

Those I won't mention

You ignore me

Intriguing me further

Yet you still don't speak

Not even a murmur

But I choose you

Above all others

To be mine

And not another's

So I still pursue you

My Niall, injured and scarred

Me, loving you from a distance

You, hating me from afar