She is Fascinated
She is fascinated
How shiny and sharp
How peculiar
Their uses a mystery to her
She is fascinated
Up above, how do they move
How do they talk
How do they breathe
She is fascinated
Her father says no
His advisor
Her citizens
They all say no
But even so
She is fascinated
She swims above
The sky glitters
The sky booms
The sky holds curiosity in its distance
She is fascinated
She swims farther
She sees beauty
She sees wonder
She sees flames
She is fascinated
She takes him with her
Down to the shore
Singing songs of her people
Fear encaptures her
His eyes flutter
She is fascinated
She is frightened
She is determined
She runs but
She is fascinated
She must see him
Beauty will not leave her mind
The shoreline
How powdery it felt against her skin
Against his skin
Against his piercing eyes
Against his shadow of hair
She is fascinated
He is a marvel of marble she only knew once before
As a thing they call a statue
He is the living,
The breathing,
The marvel of marble
That has captured her with insatiable wonder
She is fascinated
But her father screams in horror
Destruction of her adoration surrounds her
He throws and he strikes and lightning flows from his tongue
His trident spear
She is fascinated
Luck bestoys her
A bargain
A curse
Her voice is captured and corrupted but
She is fascinated
She has legs that move
Knees that bend
Feet that walk
She is fascinated
Beauty finds her
That marvel of marble she once knew before
His lips speak foreign words for foreign things she has only pondered
He pulls her close
Carries her on these things called arms
Walks on these things called legs
She is fascinated
She is frightened
They scare her
These things called humans
They do terrible things
They kill
They steal
They take
They destroy
They force their hand
What is not theirs soon will be
She is fascinated
How intelligent they are
How intelligent they seem to be
They create wonders like these things called forks
These things called swords
These things called lies
She is fascinated
But not in love
It is too terrifying
Too jarring
Oh how she is cursed
To be given three days,
Three nights,
To fall in love with this marble beauty
But how can she
She is fascinated
She is condemned
That bargain that cannot be reversed
He is from the dirt of the earth
Sifting and covering and caking
Not the precious stone he seemed to be
She is fascinated
And that is all that is left of her