Mystreason

She's a ninja so stealth like a knife razor edge, but as sharp as she slices I feel no regret.  She's a poet and throws out charisma in song unabashed and untrashed so young and so strong.  She is trouble that bubble behind not to look, but the memory forged like a childhood book.  And she stalks like a lion and darts like a snake and says that she's joking and then backs away.  The mystery solved would ruin the fun because under it all we would shake hands and be done.  But the puzzle has pieces still missing and sins.  The fate has a folly and can't really begin.  I know that I will and I can't so I won't but would if I could tell myself man, just don't! So the circle is drawn in the sand as a line.  A wave rushes in and I'm falling behind.  To cross is forbidden this cross, call it smitten, but posing as ancient when she's barely a kitten.  The span of a depth out of time and why not?  Cuz water flows down to the bed of hard rocks.  The knocking on doors in the night of my thoughts.  I can't give in, but shit yo, why not?  It can't and it won't but I will it to reason.  Friendship is perfect though it sure feels like treason.  When I think of it backward and chill the fuck out, but I look to the future and don't want to find out.  Time and the wave that I ride to the date.  To the island to find it's myself that I hate.  But the glory for me is the story she says.  On this we agree as a knot in the thread.  So thin and so cold in the night as I shiver and thoughts of the gift I will buy just to give her.  A token a scrap just a piece of my pie.  Then she'll cut me out just to lay down and die.