By Maeve Clinger, TIWP Student
he speaks with wisdom
words flow out of him like a waterfall
people either stare in awe or slight fear
he dreams of castles, and love and light
but he also dreams of danger, and tears, and dark.
he speaks of truth and lies, oceans and mountains, whispers after lights out.
his arms move when he talks, like they are subconsciously connected
his eyes hold secrets and mystery and rays of light filtering through a cage
he is either a madman,
or a poet.