Author's Note: Just to be clear, the poem is free-verse, so it doesn't rhyme. It can be interpreted as OliveXwhoever, or EmmaXwhoever, depending on whether or not you prefer the movie or book-verse. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Miss Peregrine's Home For Peculiar Children, or any other of Ransom Riggs's works.
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Cold and dark
The room did light.
Flickering sparks
In damp hands.
Green eyes glistened
Lips did smile.
Beautiful and enticing
Unfamiliar and uncomfortable.
Together they moved
Silent and unsure.
Thoughts dissipated
Hearts enlarged.
But only one soul emerged.
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