Disclaimer: I do not own any of Naruto's characters. They go to Masashi Kishimoto.
Summary: Gaara reflects on the dimension of his relation with Neji. It comes out as a poem.
The Shape of the Lilies
You remind me of the skyline Of the bird that fly up high
Of the stars that shines each night
The resemblance of the moon
The frozen beauty but yet so blue
When upon your gaze it all resumes to
Demolishing castles of sand always carried by the wind
Once upon the time when the sky was crying silver rain drops
And so that the preciosity of the purest stream were not to be lost
The ocean absorbed the tears of the hurt angel and
Devoted its liquefaction sadness to the underwater skies
The moon is to the earth
Of the blesses of mother's embrace
The roughness, the pale features
The stole vivid solace
Like an image on the night's wallpaper
Giving light and bathing...
There's more questions than answers and more doubts than sure
There are more fishes out of water and butterflies on aquariums
As my confusion takes place
Why would you like me
And why would you die for me?
It's always on my head
But I'm glad you were to like me as the day loves the night
The darkness communes with light and as the ocean loved the sky
A/N: I'm obsessed with this couple and it doesn't surprise me my first fic happens to be about them. I don't know if it fits for a poem but it can't be called a fiction either but I just love this unruled way of writing for it doesn't always have to rime and still I think it fits the melancholy in this pairing very well… there I go reviewing my own thing ¬¬''. Anyways, forgive my grammar and please comment!