A flash of a smile,
More like a smirk.
A glint of blue eyes,
Not clouded with irk.
I Catch your eye,
Dearest butterfly.
How did you fall for me,
I want to know why.
Your long black hair,
A smooth flowing river.
I know what you are
Not a taker, a giver.
Life is a game
A place made of locks.
So how did you ever,
Fall in love with a fox?
