Clarice's La Vita Nova
Disclaimer: I do not own Clarice or Hannibal Lecter, Thomas Harris does, lucky son of a biscuit! This was just a poem I thought up at random, oh well. Enjoy, I hope! R&R!
Straight, straight you stood
behind glass, as nobly as you could
One glance, one word
as quick as a bird
You pecked my internal injuries
soothed my many worries
turned my mind awry
made me wonder "why?"
A voice so mechanic
so enigmatic
Throbs in my memory
...always will be
Blue eyes
hypnotic, and wise
longing to be free
lonely and eerie
Feelings unknown
unwanted, prone
to moans in the dark
A touch that made a spark
Now I lay
nothing to say
wondering
listening
Your voice still echoing
in my mind, reverberating
Where are you?
Do you think of me too?
Lambs are always screaming
except when I'm dreaming
of being in your embrace
or touching your face
What does this mean?
Well it seems...
But no, cannot be
I see
Goodbye sweet FBI
you were a lie
My life anew
I'll look for you
Will you greet me warmly?
or perhaps darkly
At least I'll know your feelings
if there will be any partings
Yes, it comes in clear now
the amount of love I feel for you...wow
That much?
Amazing...a simple touch
filled me with desire
now I never tire
of your voice in my head
only in my bed
Do I feel alone
yet, I smell cologne
I think its yours...nice
far away, you still entice
Am I going crazy?
I'll admit I'm getting lazy
no work, no play
makes it quite a dull day
I love you
its true
I love the Good Doctor
I Love Hannibal Lecter