A/N: A poem for my OTP - Lucissa. This is my second poem ever.

Submission for:

The Stratified Agate Competition: Level I -write an abstract poem about your pairing

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

Love.

Something he hadn't had as a child.

Something foreign and confusing.

Something frowned upon and weak.

Trust.

Something he held for no one.

Something he had been thought never to have.

Something he couldn't even have for his father.

Honesty.

Something rare and hard to find.

Something pure but a waste.

Something for those who had nothing to give.

Her.

Love

Trust

Honesty

Someone who possessed all those things

Someone who he gave those thing to

Someone who was his everything

Narcissa.

She is gone now.