Ears of Point

Swiftly falling leaves,

Around his tips,

His ears of point,

Make me endear,

The pains of him not being here,

For he is not real,

But a character in my heart.

Features

Hate of the shadows,

Love of the light,

Home of the forest,

Bow of the trees,

Points of his ears,

Tilts of his eyes,

Turned up at the mouth,

A beauty behold.