Raven Girl Poem by Brianna Wilshusen

Her fine hair as black as death,
Her heart as cold as my soul;
Those lush green eyes I see,
Never leave my mind.
I watch as those fine hips do sway,
In my memory they shall stay.
She lifts those long fingers
Up to her ear they go;
Tucking back that fine hair.
Her eyes speak to me,
In all ways unknown
While those full lips bring a smile,
Onto all who gaze at her.
The way she walks so light in step,
Her delicate beauty a truth.
A never ending void,
Of lust and of my love
Will never stop seeking her out,
Untill the end of Earth or me.
She has never seen me,
But I always will her;
I am her stalker and her friend
She will be mine, now or never.
I love her as she loves does him,
And as she will one day love me.