GaviDoll

A search for a bond, trials and errors,
Weeks of pursuit, a hidden face occurs,
Delayed response, last minute probe,
To establish the intent, of a stranger’s code.

A verbal boundary glistening with respect,
Humble words of truth inquest,
A questioned mind questions the question,
Why the books hold such a connection.

Replied so forth a wandering soul so bold,
In search for peace and meaning ten fold,
Said the hook is to catch an intelligence,
That looks beyond the illusive verbal candescence.

Fascination, curiosity, a call to chance et’ al,
So takes a leap of faith the amazing Gavidoll.
Asking the inflection, over a quick call,
Who is this face, a possibility or a stall?

Stranger now speaks, the words out of the blue,
But why o why oh why they sound so true.
GaviDoll wants to know more, interest peaks,
I want to see this soul with eyes, is what she speaks.

Who, why, what, questions get a pardon,
A connection blooms, a guide rises who won’t abandon,
GaviDoll shall meet this stranger the strangest,
shall answer his questions, aid his quest.

The cosmos moves building the night into day
GaviDoll arrives to pick the wanderer at bay,
She sees the nest where this dweller lived,
Lavish, sparkling, majestic, but empty guild.

She took a corner, beside a large outlook,
Discorded in the sun, she began untangling the hook.

An idiot he called himself time and again,
Denied acknowledgement simple and plain.
Of simple question were simpler answer, the wandering soul soon became a dancer,

At talks of one passion, curious GaviDoll closes in,
For her desire to lock the lips, grew within,
Yet she waited at the wanderer’s behest,
Make first move, clear thou jest.

Who was this wanderer, pure, innocent, a child,
To seek the simpler answers they stepped into the wild.
Long roads, detours, highways they glide,
Reached the destination, with a spiritual side.

Ocean of chaos in the wanderer’s abyss,
Finally began to taste the calming stills,
Sharing the food, stood far but came yonders
What is to become of this day, GaviDoll ponders

Time had come, a soul ready to be released
Standing at an intersection, a bond bleed.
One last try, to find what she actually did,
Asked the now still wanderer, their resplendent bid.

The cosmos moved again to dim the light,
A final stage set, wanderer and GaviDoll, under a spot light.

As truths ooze out when life escape,
Magnificent GaviDoll made a final say
Told the wonderer the real idiot he is,
Couldn’t see the exploding bliss his way.

The wanderer holds her in his arms,
Says, made love the soul has seven times,
The gaze, a breeze through hair rocked,
The wonderer closes in, got the lips locked.

The night stays still, two souls stall,
Both saying goodbye, none moving at all.
Heavier became, that one moment of all,
As wanderer watched, cruised away…….
Lady GaviDoll.
As wanderer watched, cruised away…….
Lady GaviDoll.