Authors note: Re-edited, i think it should look more like a poem now...i hope. Runs away
Disclaimer: Characters belong to Naoko Takeuchi and Yoshiro Togashi.
To Makoto with love
At first sight The smell of the rose floats by, as she walks past.
Her unique body sense captures my attention.
I turn to see a girl, full of grace.
She floats past like her body sense.
I can see that she is different, but yet she was like the other girls.
I cannot see her face, though underneath those glasses lay a pair of mysterious eyes.
For the first time I have met my challenge.
A rose so beautiful, but yet so blood thirsty.
She glides past, her wavy hair flying behind her ignoring all in her way.
She has already left a scar right in my heart, forever the scar lays there leaving a deep memory made by I girl that I don't even know.
I don't know why but the longing to meet her, to ask her questions, as also to ignore her and pretend that in my eyes she doesn't exist , to hide my awe. As I start to fall into her black hole, of the ever beautiful Makoto san.
From Kurama, To My love Kino Makoto...
Author's note: so how do you like it? This is my first attempt on a poem. Actually I wrote it before I even wrote the story and it was the reason why I started to write my story in the first place. This was the beginning of one of my chapters but I'm changing some of it. JaNe!!