Ok I said I might use Lesel in some of my poems. Well this one is from her POV.
OK, OK, I admit it I'm totally, madly in love with Legolas. What teen-age girl isn't? Except for those who prefer Aragorn, and I can't exactly blame them, but Legolas is better.
Her Reflection
I see him now again
Long blond hair
Blowing in the wind
Like a banner
Chin held high
And proud
And his eyes
The brightest
Clearest blue
I see him again
And he sees an elf girl
Tall
Blond
Blue eyed
And docile
I am not
What I was
I am not
What he remembers
What he remembers was
Tall
Black haired
Gray eyed
And stubborn
He can not see "me" now
Not who I really am
But that was the point
For no one to recognize me
But never has it hurt so much
How can I keep this up?
When all I want
Is to have him see "me" again
Ok so there is probably some stuff you don't get. The parts about her not being who she was. I will try to explain this in "Author's Notes: Explanations".
OK, OK, I admit it I'm totally, madly in love with Legolas. What teen-age girl isn't? Except for those who prefer Aragorn, and I can't exactly blame them, but Legolas is better.
Her Reflection
I see him now again
Long blond hair
Blowing in the wind
Like a banner
Chin held high
And proud
And his eyes
The brightest
Clearest blue
I see him again
And he sees an elf girl
Tall
Blond
Blue eyed
And docile
I am not
What I was
I am not
What he remembers
What he remembers was
Tall
Black haired
Gray eyed
And stubborn
He can not see "me" now
Not who I really am
But that was the point
For no one to recognize me
But never has it hurt so much
How can I keep this up?
When all I want
Is to have him see "me" again
Ok so there is probably some stuff you don't get. The parts about her not being who she was. I will try to explain this in "Author's Notes: Explanations".