Friday, April 29, 2005

Spirk - Star Trek: TOS

A series of poems I wrote. Kirk/Spock.

Spirk I

I know too well I'm in love with you.
Though I claim to feel not at all,
This irrational feeling seems true.

This strange emotion came out of the blue.
I cannot find a reason at all,
Though I know too well I'm in love with you.

The more I knew you, the more this feeling grew.
So illogical and unusual.
Yet this irrational feeling seems true.

If ever someone tries to kill you,
I will make sure they fall.
I know too well I'm in love with you.

Every day is different with you.
Your company never begins to pall.
This irrational feeling seems true.

I'm afraid to ask, but I have to:
Is this feeling mutual?
I know too well I'm in love with you.
This irrational feeling is true.


Spirk II

If I am day, you are night.
If I am light, you are dark.
I don't know why, it just seems right,
And between us there's a spark.

If I am light, you are dark.
If I am fire, you are ice.
And between us there's a spark.
For me, a friendship won't suffice.

If I am fire, you are ice.
I'm impulsive, you're deliberate.
For me, a friendship won't suffice.
I don't write a speech, I just stand up and deliver it.

I'm impulsive, you're deliberate.
I'm open, you're a mystery.
I don't write a speech, I just stand up and deliver it.
Our friendship has quite a history.

I'm open, you're a mystery.
You are silence, I'm the voice.
Our friendship has quite a history.
When I'm uncertain, you help me make a choice.

You are silence, I'm the voice.
I don't know why, it just feels right.
When I'm uncertain, you help me make a choice.
If I am day, you are night.


Spirk III

You're captain of this ship,
And of my heart as well.
When I first began to slip,
I didn't realize the strength of your spell.
I thought that logic would prevail.

Well, it seems that emotion won.
An illogical victory (but logic's rarely fun).
I'm not complaining,
As frustration's very draining,
While happiness is not, and has prevailed.


That may be the case,
But I'd rather be upset
Then lose my emotionless face.
That hasn't happened yet,
But that day is not far off.

Even if you won't let your mask fall,
There is no reason at all
You can't admit, at least to me,
There's not one bit
Of truth in it.


If anyone does, you have a right to the truth,
But as you humans say,
To get me to admit it would be like pulling a tooth.
I just don't see any way
I can admit it to you and maintain my facade.

Admit what, that's what I'd like to know.
This is so frustrating, you know?

If only you were human.
Answers might be easier then.


Spirk IV

Oh, I owe all my life to you, my love.
I owe every moment of joy, as well.
It seems to me you're a gift from above.
You helped me up every time I fell.

My debt to you can never be repaid,
But neither, I feel, can your debt to me,
Though your hair of gold and your eyes of jade
Are payment enough. Oh, how I love thee.

You brought me back from death.
Then, your face was all I could recall.
Though the sight of you took away my breath,
I had no idea how hard I would fall.

It's because of my love for you, Jim Kirk,
That lovely Farfalla coined the word Spirk.

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