Almost the feeling of
The very first of firsts-
It is a toxic ecstasy
But it is not of the name.
It is your day of birth and
Well done- it is the day
Of your biggest
Except it is not,
But that isn’t what matters right now.
You are changed, many happy returns,
Except no return from the well lit
Path you have just stumbled upon.
Pure. White. Innocence is white.
You are beautiful in white.
In fait. Skin blue. Eyes black.
You are beautiful. You are deadly alive.
Fly- Into the white
Follow the carefully placed line
Drawn just for you
For the first time
You are given direction to walk
With hands not empty.