;;; Kawa tries her hand at poetry in this Sasunaru poem. I can't be bothered with a disclaimer or any of that stuff, so 8P

Note: this story ... didn't really have any actual frame work. It actually just came about 'cause I was bored. I didn't think, 'oh this will happen, and then this, and finally, this ..." It was just like, "Ok ... finished my first line ... but what now?" I didn't make any attempt to rhyme, either.

This is the boy with fair hair
And whiskers
And glares
For the raven
That ruined it all
The raven that ruined it all

But reality denies
Even this messed - up life
And the fair - haired boy
Isn't there
The fair - haired boy
Just isn't there

And the raven
That ruined it all
Cannot help himself
For love is a powerful force
Love is a powerful force

So the raven
Pulls out a sword
And with little remorse
On his part
the Hebi of Sound
With slitted snake eyes
Falls to the floor
The Hebi of Sound
Is alive no more

And the raven - haired boy
On weakened legs
Moves to the door
To find his love
And stumbles
Stumbles as
Those weakened legs
Buckle beneath him

But the fair - haired boy
Won't let him fall
Slams open those great double doors
Slams open those great double doors
And runs, runs,
RUNS towards the raven,
That raven, his raven
And wraps strong arms around him
Falls to the floor with him
And cries with him

This is the boy with fair hair
And whiskers
The raven - haired boy
Who ruined it all
That raven - haired boy
Who ended it all
Is gone
With the wind
And dead to the world

The raven haired boy
Is up in the stars
Looking upon the world
And he's free
But lonely -
Oh so lonely -
Lonesome for his fair - haired boy -

And until the day
That the fair - haired boy ends it all
Because he told the raven
Promised he would
After saying goodbye
They would be apart

And the raven, on wings of dark
Would wait within the stars
For that fair - haired boy
And that fair - haired boy
Would come
On wings of sunshine
And laughter
And meet him there
And say,

"This is our happily - ever - after, Sasuke."

Heh heh. Told you it would suck. But you read it anyway. So, hah!

Buuut whatever. Flames will be used to roast my enemies (and, on many more occasions than totally necessary, my friends). Remember, I like them medium - rare!

Love, Kawa Hearts