April 8, 2001

  • i wish she were a secret hero
    or some alien from another land
    then i could just hang out with her
    like the lost boys with peter pan.
    i'd play the puer aeternus
    living life in the moment of now,
    she'd be a puella forever
    forsworn to youth like a vow.
    with energy unrivaled
    she'd dash the lifeless trash
    out of all the rituals so feeble
    that cause my mind to crash.
    with an intellect so piercing
    she'd see through all the crap.
    then direct me ever so safely
    away from heartache traps.
    with a display of beauty daunting
    she'd embarrass all who frown
    and adorn the world with a taunting
    when they'd try to hold her down.
    and don't underestimate her raw power
    physicality to her is not strange
    if you'd try to mess, she'd get the best
    wrestling ya to the ground half-deranged.
    but she's better than this hero with secrets
    and more exotic than this dreamed alien:
    she's a pureblooded girl in touch with herself
    a rarity, a woman, my friend.

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