Eyes Only!
This message goes out to Ren, the master poetic curator...
Let it be known that within this message lies a code... One number in two..or three...
He or she who finds her, would the crypto bloom set free...
But only a handful knows her name...
...
A quiet house,
A blooming flower,
But you'll only find her, upon midnight's hour...
When all doors are locked,
And the moon is up,
She'll take your emotions, and she'll tilt them up...
Some call her a Nine,
Some call her a Six,
But only a handful, truly knows what she is...
Her's is one big question,
That much is clear to the eye,
But if you ever loved, then you probably know why...
I won't tell...
No, I won't tell...
But this I'll tell you, about our mystery girl...
"She's a beetle, she's lightning,
She's the key, she's the key..."
"Call her six, or call her nine,
And she'll smile, oh she'll smile..."
"But when she walks in through that gate,
Six and nine does make an eight..."
When you know her, you'll have won the game...
But only a handful truly knows her name...
Written for 's Poetry Dice Challenge #38
Dice used: Silver's Roll
1.house, 2.flower, 3.question, 4.eye, 5.lock, 6.moon,7. smiley face (smile), 8.beetle, 9.lightning
And just in case you did forget,
Six and nine does make an eight...