CANTRIP TO TRIP

(sigh) Afterall, dog doesn't bark and lose its teeth.
I wouldn't mind to dig via the Earth's pit
Straight to core and search for you with barefeet,
Contacting you will be ma greatest feat

(sigh) Sango needs no match to lit a fire.
You did explore your feminine power,
So much that you compelled me to wander
in yearn search of your beauty and wonder.

(sigh) The Vulture has head for a lone haircut.
Found no other way to express ma thought,
other means would be as food lacking salt,
making Me like a chicken with no gut.

Hope ma pen cast a spell on your fine heart,
Enchant you enough to give your number? :)


Expound piece: "'Sango' is the 'god of thunder'"

Author's Note

I'm still on an unending quest in search of the enthralling being that took the breath off my chest.