Disclaimer: I do not own Shaman king or Tamao or Horo Horo. But I do own this poem.

My Pink-chan

Hidden elegance discovered,
Such beauty; I still have not recovered,
From what I see is a dream,
I cannot wake up; is this your scheme?

That special warm light in you I find,
For you are such a rare kind,
We are opposites yet the same, My Pearl,
As blue is for boy; as pink is for girl,

Unique radiance is what I see; I can't think,
That one little word best describes you: pink,
For pink represents feminine and grace,
And I see a pink blush blooming on your face,

Of how you smile; how you laugh,
Just with that, you cut my senses in half,
Why are you doing this? Why?
But I know it's me, I cannot lie,

I can't cease so I begin,
To leave my emotions locked within,
For who would love the opposite of one?
This is my mistake, but it has been done,

Two opposite colors; pink and blue,
Tamao, I truly love you,
But you must not know; you can't find out,
Yet my heart disagrees; it gives a shout,

Tamao, it's love, please help me,
For my heart deserves to be free,
Not caged in like a savage beast,
But pleased as guests are at a huge feast,

And as I look into your magenta eyes,
My sadness evaporates and slowly dies,
Are you afraid as I am?
Like a hungry wolf chasing a little lamb?

Don't be scared, I will protect you,
I will always come to your rescue,
And we shall survive the unpredictable dangers,
For we are lovers; yet strangers,

These emotions I tried to ignore,
Cannot be kept a secret anymore,
Tamao, I care, I really do,
For eternity; I shall forever love you.

Authors Note: I don't know what to say…except…do you think I've still got time to throw myself into a volcano?