Doors shutting carefully
Pacing me to footsteps unheard
Dragging thy mind along with me
I'm in your head, say few words
Your pulsating mind
The silent noise in my brain
In wonderland, my thots aside
I savor the mind, of a fine dame
Astride amidst her trite yet novel thoughts
I find my name on walls etched
With joy my heart art gone nuts
Though names unknown of anoter mesh'd
As her voilent rages roar
That she realize who her intruder be
I sail the seas on broken oars
unbeknownst, her true thoughts for me.
14 comments:
hmmmm...
You feel like you want to be inside her head? or are you really inside her head? An intruder is someone who really shouldn't be there...
Shakespeare...is he still in love?
Wow... You can get into her head... But can you get into her heart?
I`m loving this poem :)
Wow... you can get into her head... But can you find a place for you into her heart?
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what is one left to think
hmmmm
ussHey Mack darling.. how are you?? so I have been so silent.. but I still you still making me go weak in the knees with your beautiful words :)
hey mack, where have u been, update OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
U r the most prolific (and one of the most creative) poets I know in blogville.
One year has gone by and am still reading you.
Mack, you are the mark!
U r the most prolific (and one of the most creative) poets I know in blogville.
One year has gone by and am still reading you.
Mack, you are the mark!
Dude, I tagged u o...
I wonder where u are sef...
Merry Christmas!!
It's been a while. I still love your poetry!
heyyy Mack, where art thou??
new year wishes, my friend!
Hey Mack, where you at?
Update.
Happy new year
where are you??
i know that!!!! :) sometimes, some things you jus keep away from ppl!! :)
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