Leaves fall, slowly, gently
Across pale skin and tangle in
Hair fair as twinkling stars
Delight is evident in her eyes
A name like the moon
Luna
She twirls in the torrent of leaves
Laughing wildly
Talking to miniature creatures
No one can see
And oh, she's beautiful
They agree
"Why, thank you,"
She smiles at them
I wish she'd smile at me
Strange, strange beauty
I peer around trees
I love her,
My father would hear
I keep my distance
Small boy
White hair
Thinks I don't see him
Hiding in the trees,
Such a childish thing
And yet, I love it
His eyes,
So blue
Sparkle while he watches me
Dance with darbles while
I pretend
I don't love him
Big strong name for a
Boy like him
Draco
And maybe I've lost it
I'm not the type
He'd want,
So I want him from afar
But the sun shines, bold and strong
Through his locks, across his jaw
And I love him