"Fool for Love" Spaiku, Part 5: Fascination

[mere_ubu]

This is my next-to-last batch of William haiku. Scout's honor! (Okay, I was never actually a Girl Scout, but "Brownie dropout's honor" just doesn't have the same ring to it.) In this installment, William first looks upon the face of his salvation. BtVS, S5. G. (Previous parts here.)
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I.
Burning baby fish?
Wariness surrenders to
curiosity.


II.
If cats were angels,
they might look and talk like this
ethereal girl.


III.
Uncanny knowledge
of his innermost yearnings
confounds and enthralls.


IV.
Childlike beauty’s gaze
bores through drab woolen armor,
bares the poet’s heart.


V.
Pale eyes mesmerize,
comprehend his entirety . . .
beckon him homeward.

Comments

[gillo]

I love the "drab woolen armor," image - sums up poor William beautifully.

Nice work, love. (Not exactly a surprise, though - I love your Spaiku.)

[mere-ubu.livejournal.com]

Thank you, dear! I love your feedback. *eats it up with a spoon* I'm delighted that you liked these. :D