"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

[hello-spikey.livejournal.com]

aaaaw... *loves*

Dru is a poet's dream, isn't she? Inscrutable and lovely!

[mere-ubu.livejournal.com]

Thank you! :D

*nods* She really is. I got sidetracked while I was working on these and ended up with quite a few that were just about sight and her eyes. She's a dreamy, sinister girl, that Dru.