Must She Follow

Ahh! My lovely
I know that only Tarzan flies between the trees
With Jane on his back! & so great is he!
But my lovely you must know that Jane,
Tarzan she will follow at all time's...
In her curiosity outreaching was she, to touch him!!
Her world came crashing
From her perch, she was falling down
Swerving like that Phoenix swaying through the air
Grasping vine after vine, unimaginably the swiftness
Watching unnervingly his shadow for all to see!!
& like that Phoenix swooping through the air...
Aimlessly reaching, grasping at nothingness
Tryingly to catch he!! As in a game swerving, he'll be
Missing contact missing her aim, kissing the ground fast!
Whilst he stupefied lands beside's she on one knee bending
Now here she lies broken up face down
Easing around on to her back
Misery in his eyes as Jane's sprawled out
Fragmented her wings broken & like a Phoenix
Examining her fragile body lifting her up
Bruised battered her wings drooping down low
It takes every ounce of she, not to cry out her misery
Had she chased him not in his pickle she wouldn't be!
Each time she moves excruciatingly her body
Fragmented she'll be, chasing He!
Still sore her limbs, black & blue she'll be
But like his eyes the colour of her skies she must follow he
Looking into his eyes she's lost for all times
It take's every ounce of her not to kiss his eyes
As fragmented as she is;
In the eye's of her mind chasing he, in the extremities
An explosion of light pinging in her mind
As she reaches out to touch his mind with her's
At odds forever she'll be with he!
As He, taking off swooping through the air &
Like an Amoeba searching belong not anywhere
But her eyes her mind convoluted by his complexity
In her mangled state...
Pobrecita!!!

             By Connie James...