Bending words as she bends water;
Yet no words carry, nor mean whatever;
In her embrace none else does matter….
She calms my storm and holds me near;
She does not run away in fear,
Despite this tornado in me,
Accepts, encloses me completely,
Until the rage at last subsides;
Within her hart-, hart my soul resides.
From Devil’s grip, she sets me free.
I meet her in my Inner Room; then,
Smiling gently, blushing sweetly,
She embraces me all over again.
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That she bends;
She becomes the power
That she sends;
She becomes the healing that mends;
She becomes the lover that tends;
She becomes the tenderness that she shields;
She becomes the weapon that she wields.
She becomes the blood that flows
Through me as our love grows;
She would not bend it
But would defend it,
As though her own depends on it….
She is the dancer who becomes the dance;
She is the spell who becomes the trance;
She is the sifu who becomes the way;
She is the daylight who becomes the day;
She is the shower
Who becomes the rain;
She is the flower
That soothes my pain;
She is the artist who becomes the art;
And of me she has become a part--
So inseparable;
So dependable
Is she who has blossomed in my heart.
Ooooh-la-la: Katara!
Why do I want u so?
If u are my friend,
Why do u make me dream no end?
If u are my teacher,
Why do I see u as my peach—err …
If u are my sifu,
Why does my hart-, hart race for you?
If u are a couple of years older,
Why does my passion smoulder
Inside me—
Drive me krazy?
Why, why, why, Katara?
What kind of Avatar
Am I, I, I, Katara?
If u are but a waterbender,
Why does my hart-, hart feel so tender,
As if u bent it with your eyes,
Your touch, your kiss?
When will u realize
That I feel such painful bliss
For you, the one I miss,
Even if u stepped away like this
Every second, every hour,
I wish u would shower
Me with your affection,
‘Cos yours is my undivided attention!
Drop dead, Aang!
