Can you imagine

walking through

something and not 

carrying its particles 

into the next moment 

Now that's my style

Thankful for no words

exchanged

Your body language

said it all

One day we'll fall together

But

the string broke 

last night

the accord can't be played 

and the owl is dead

I'm so glad

I'm bored with your

driving

Will you develop a style

as unique as me

From illusions on stage

to movie special effects

Which skill of yours

is expandable?

A mythical creature

our reality

bright, polar 

and so enticing 

Do you feed yours