by Isaiah Paul

Created on: May 06, 2008

I fell in love the day you came
Into a sire's wanting world,
Although you were none to pleas'd
To leave that place where bonds were forg'd
So long with Eve; you told it so:
Howling with raucous rage, venting
Displeasure for frigid, foraging
Hands that prodded for safety's sake.
The wind in your bellows screeched
Over Tremulous cords until I
Said "Isaiah," and all was then
Well with you. No, we had never
Met, but you knew me still, for you
Searched my face with knowing
Eyes. I fell in love that day.

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