A Fear Of Needles

• Yancy Iraheta, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2014

He had a name for Himself;
worthless.
She had one for Him too;
beautiful.
She had it tattooed in Her mind
but He had a fear of needles.
He thought She was beautiful too
He had it engraved in His mind
but She acted as the keys scratching it off
so together They carried on.
oblivious to how beautiful They were.
but like the pieces of a puzzle
slowly, piece by piece
they believed they were indeed
beautiful.