A Boy In Love With A Firebird

A poem about a boy falling in love with a girl who he feels is out of this world

She’s a firebird, a wildflower Elusive, hard to find Like your favorite precious stone in your Treasure box of gems and crystals

Makeup is her war paint Her favorite lip stain A scarlet saccharine She has friends in high places and Everyone in between But she hangs out and seeks company With People of the Free Those with hidden pearls in their pockets

When she talks to you, her eyes shine She makes you feel special And everybody loves her

You want to claim her Make her your possession So that you can have All of her attention

But let her be free and fly high in the sky Let her slip away from your hands for When she returns, you will live to tell A story About a boy who fell in love With a firebird