A poem for Kanna
Cold
Heartless
I am both.
No radiant smile adorns my face.
No brilliant eyes.
Blank.
Silent.
Waiting
No emotions
No feelings
No love
What was love?
When the wolf procliamed his heart.
Was that love?
When the half-breed rescued the miko
Was that love?
Or when the monk touches the slayer
Is that love?
Love
I do not know
Love
Yet when i look at her
My mouth gives a twitch