Life used to be just a bore.
That is until that light came upon me.
That mini speckle of light dashing across my face,
a bright green glow that held many a warmth.
Splendid grace,
that was what I saw in a window's breath.
What must I do to capture that excitement?
Thus I sought to be more than me,
the odd girl in the village.
Catching eyes,
I lean forward and let the wind take myself.
Men of white and blue,
surging towards your capture.
A chance for change
coursing through my veins.
Running through the air after the one of my interest.
A skull on your back,
a hat atop your raven locks,
red beads upon your neck,
freckles that adorn your face,
and a grin of never ending adventures.
These are just features,
but what strikes me the most is that you,
the man in the sea,
fight against those
that wish to take your "worthless" life.