To Him

little lay lay

I wrap my heart around your mind hoping to be able to read your thoughts.  

Eventually I'll get there because I observe and you're pretty straightforward.  

There's no fraud when it comes to you.  

You provide a strong feeling that I can't deny, it burns the auburn of my heart it feels like something beyond my control.  

Therefore it confuses me because I've only known to be dismissed.  

Now you're scaring me because we are each others' muse.

  • Author: lay lay (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 9th, 2017 16:34
  • Comment from author about the poem: "Why is a raven like a writing-desk?............ I haven't the slightest idea"~ Mad Hatter. At the moment I have been consumed in the world and have seemed to outcast this website from my mind. I have decided upon my return I would share this poem because the feeling I have about the person of my poem is to the extension of the confusion of the riddle.
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