The Downed Kite
Once upon a time, a man desired a woman.
She was perfectly sized, with eyes blue and clear.
What a pleasure for his mind to imagine
Holding on to her beautiful behind so dear.
Days and nights passed gathering his might
To tell that lovely sight what he felt.
The man approached that woman flying a kite,
Which right there and then fell.
Standing behind her, and speaking of love attained from afar,
Her striking silence provoked pain in his heart
At knowing not what she felt, or if she comprehended in part,
How her beauty's spell refused to depart.
She turned around with a face so covered in scars
That the man preferred blindness to witnessing more.
He ran away, then drove full-speed in his car—
Leaving with nothing to adore.
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