girl

i met a girl with eight pins in her hair.
they were hand-crafted from bone.
there were countless minutes i stared.
she came with me while i searched for home.
walking beside me, she held up my map.
the day that i met her i never looked back.
her hair was soft-brown and her eyes bled deep green.
she gave me the strength to burst forth on the scene.
it seemed like hours that i stared at her face.
each moment alone was one more soft embrace.
her smile burned through my heart like a consuming flame.
i had only just met her but already i knew here name.
she knew of my life and all the troubles i'd had.
just one look at her brought me down off feeling sad.
i held her close in my eyes and she stayed there forever,
until one day i blinked and she was gone.