Self
He speaks so calmly
Quiet as a mouse he is
He reminds me of my childhood fears
So quiet, so distant, so beautiful
A creature of so much delight from afar
I sit there and wonder why
Why is he so mysterious?
I bring him no harm
I just want him to speak
A beautiful creature thee may be
But soonly did I know
When he spoke no longer was suspense hidden beneath
He spoke differently than expected
As he spoke his words slithered from the tip of his tongue
like the serpents from hell
No longer did he seem so peaceful, but frightful
I no longer ache to set him free
But caged as the beast he may be,