Treasure/Hunt

Hunting Treausres

I met this girl with treasure maps in her eyes

I tried to follow the steps, but they were all in disguise

written in languages no mortal could survive,

she was looking pretty cunning,

she was looking pretty sly,

about the time that
she said with a smirk,
"This X marks a trap,
gesturing to the you-are-here arrow on the map,
but as she began to close the gap,
I was staring undaunted,

with scrupulous tact,

asking, "Darling,

how do you move your pupils like that?"

That's when she cut in with guillotine grace

stole my head right off my face

stole my lips

right off the words,

said your nouns are pretty good -

but let's see some verbs -

I'll teach you a sentence

for which there is no repentance,

I'll battle your senses,

leave you rattled and contented,

but there is just one thing

that I'd like to know:

If you know where I'm leading you,

then why would you go?"

My reply, without hesitation:

"I can resist anything, except temptation.

You're swingin' like Spring,

all tender and fruity,

so no doubt this pirate's

gonna hunt down your booty.

I can taste you from here,

you're colorful as a rainbow,

so come a little closer,

and stain me like a mango."

So she split me like a prism

busting light out of its

stark white prison.

Limbs, grins stretched through the spectrum,

we made no decisions,

it was natural selection.

We got carried away

as explicitly

as water carries electricity

these things happen so instantly,

there is no time for work,

there is no time for rest,

life'll blow you away

before you even catch your breath.

Author's Note

might yet modify the ending a little more.