This man of noble blood hears the sound her nose makes
He follows through to examine who
Dwells behind the wall no one touches to know
Beyond the front wall of two walls
He gets curious his gentleness pushes him through
There he sees a woman of ruined spirit
Cries her loudest
The loudest inside her heart
No one hears
Who’d ever dare listen to
a melancholy?
But this man’s different
From the groups and institutions in the real world she knows
He holds deep values that
Breaks down her every reason
And a pool of emotion she desperately
Wants to link her arms around without being disillusioned and judged.
A composite of me and the universe 