Vixen Poem by Sophie Allyah

i can't remember
the date
of that day

but i
remember her
like it was yesterday

she is
tall and skinny

is she a model?


i cannot tell

but she is
indeed pretty
and,
without a doubt,
wealthy

she is
above average
in a position
that i am
in disadvantage

but i believe
in love
for love
knows
no bounds
and
i can hear
sounds

of birds,
of leaves in
foliage motion,
of swaying trees
under the sun

is like
whispering
she is
the one

i don't know
her name, yet
and I will
try not to fret,

but she's way
out of my league
like a giant
so big

so,
i decided
to
myself
she should
be mine
i could wait
for the
right moment
in time

i gave her
a name
just for me

VIXEN

because she
is foxy
and
V for my
victory

now i am
waiting
for
that moment

i let her
have time
to mellow,
after all,
approaching
me is
not that easy