Disclaimer: I don't own this suff. Although I wish I did. Maybe I'll ask for it for Christmas... Hey, Mila...
A/N: Poetry is my new favorite. So I wrote this TIVA poem... becauseI LOVE the ship, and I liek the idea of Ziva being vulnerable, even though she makes sure everyone knows how tough she is.
Ziva is a species all her own.
Mossad had made her tough.
Mossad has made her a killer.
But Mossad did not dull her bright smile.
Mossad did not stop her from being a woman.
A beautiful one at that.
Mossad did not take her heart away.
Although it did cause her to lock it up.
Or maybe something else did that.
Maybe she was hurt.
Maybe she still is.
But you really won't know.
She wouldn't tell you.
You wish she would, though.
You want to heal her hurt.
Put her heart back together.
Take her in your arms and tell her you love her.
Because you do.
More than anything.
A/N: Was it good, or did it suck? Tell me, so I'll know if I should write more TIVA poems or just leave this alone...